Tuesday, April 5, 2016

I just peed my pants a little

Gimpy always decides to tell me this for some reason when she is working. Why, I am not sure. So I owe my friend 158 dollars for my summerslam ticket, I can not wait to go again this year. I owe my lawyer 500 bucks for doing my will to make sure the wife gets my prize collection of bobble heads and unopened WWE action figures. Fuck you I am sure they will be worth lots one day. Some how I also have to come up with about 300 dollars to get my shit out of pawn. Some how I am almost half way there on that one at least.

I decided to make a new facebook because apparently I was pissing everyone off on my old one. I made a kickstarter to try and raise 1,000 dollars to start my t-shirt business. I am not even going to make my goal by April 20th, so therefor nobody is going to get charged for it anyways. However, this still does not stop people from feeling the need to share their opinion on social media. First, is the girl from Massachusetts or as I like to call it ASSachusetts, because 90% of the people from there are assholes. She decides to tell me that I will never be able to run a business and make a profit and all I do is try to use my disability to manipulate people into giving me money. First of all, if that was the case I would be fucking Bill Gates by now not living in my moms house in my single kids size bed from 1999. Second of all, I would not still be having to ride around in a van that has no heat lift does not work, and needs an alignment and God only knows what else because off all the rattling noises it makes. That reminds me I need to schedule it to get looked at. Mom if you are reading this do not get pissed I am still appreciative I have a way of getting around. She also claims that if I got the money I would just blow it on bills and the casino. I have not been to the casino since February, and that night I lost $40 and went to the concert I had free tickets to. Hey big SPENDER! I also pay all my bills on time, yes it is with the money I get from the state for being disabled, but obviously I qualify for it and if I did not use that money on bills, then people will then bitch I am scamming the state to spend money on crap. So a big FUCK YOU to those who are never happy no matter what I do. It is fine though I will use this motivation to run a successful business. Meanwhile, you can keep bitching on facebook how everyone in life screws you over, about how much you hate cops, probably because they arrest you all the time for doing drugs, and how people talk mad shit about you. Well here you go now you have more things to complain about, how happy are you right now? Oh by the way a extra special fuck you assachusetts girl for talking shit about me and my family when you have never even met any of us in person. Oh and you never donated to any of my fundraising attempts so keep spending your money on I do not even know what you are spending your money on...drugs?  

This next paragraph will be vague so those who do not know who I am talking about still will not know. I like how certain individuals in my life think they know everything about me. Well that would be difficult considering on average on a good month I see you about once a month. It usually is when you are coming or going to an event with other close individuals in my life, that I am either not invited too or not asked to go too.  To top it off several of those times I am asked to care for an animal while you are at events I am not asked to attend. But you are also the individual who thinks you know everything about everything. I have two college degrees, and yes you have a great job, but what high school did you graduate from again? Oh yeah that might not have ever happened oops the big secret is out. If you really knew me, or ever spent a day helping/watching my daily routine you would know I do a lot with my life. I plan everyday who is helping me, when they are helping me, when I need to find coverage, who is finding coverage, fixing stupid mistakes that my workers make accidentally or otherwise, and write for a website and trying to start a business. But you think I sit around watching lifetime all day in my bathrobe while eating a gallon of ice cream, or partying at the casino/strip club. Dude, let me tell you those days are long over with I have not been to a strip club since October. Oh yes I also go grocery shopping, buy clothes and go to doctor appointments/van/vet appointments, and I can not even move my fucking arms and rely on the cast of Life Goes On to help me do so. Try living my life for one day you would be an angry asshole too.  On top of this you think the van works fine? Again mom please do not get mad at this but ask any of my workers on how fine the van works, fuck go drive it for 10 minutes and tell me it works fine especially if you bring it on the highway. It does not even blow out hot air unless you are driving because that is normal, which also means this summer the air conditioning will not work. Do you know what it is like driving a van in July for two hours without air conditioning? My guess is that you do not. Again mom I am grateful I have a way to get around on my own. Yet, despite all this crap talking, and the fact that you also felt the need to throw in that my business and business plan looks like it is run by a 10 year old I am not supposed to respond. Despite the fact that you tell me I only pay my bills with money from tax payers like you I am not supposed to say anything. Despite the fact that you and your significant other talk mad shit about mine I am not supposed to say anything. Lets not forget you said if I got a job and started making money and paying down my bills, you would help me and now you say "well your job does not pay, you use your disability money for bills, and I run my business like a retard," I am not supposed to say anything. Fuck you, Fuck you, Fuck you and the high horse you sit on! I am just sorry I personally can not beat the crap out of you, but so I will shred you to pieces on here instead. If I do not use that money for bills then tell me asshole then what am I supposed to use the money on? If I am supposed to get a job and start earning money myself, and I do, then why is it not good enough for you? Why do you even feel the need to share your opinion on this? For the record DICK HEAD most of my disabled friends do not work, because you know it is hard for us to. However if this is not good enough for you then what do you suggest I do Captain Buttplug, short of becoming a crippled adult film star/stripper/prostitute. Will you help me take my clothes off? Because you know I can not do that myself. Oh wait that would require you to help me so we know that is not happening! Yea I know somehow I am the bad guy and my family is pissed at me for this, but honestly, especially since my father died besides my mom and a few of my uncles what have any of you done for me? Sure dickhead is going to play it off like he was just busting my balls, but he was not and I am not afraid to call him out on it after years of keeping my mouth shut. Family or not I am only going to let you punch me so many times before I kick you in the balls back. Or run your face over with my chair. Please have the balls to respond to this I fucking dare you. Because when I text you in private you are too much of a bitch to say anything. DROP THE MICROPHONE! The ball is in your court now dickhead.

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