Official invite Brat says. What the hell is up with that? Usually, she says "Get your ass over here. I need you to do...blah, blah, blah." You just have to know Brat to know there's nothing "offical" about her.
For one thing she's a bitch. Now there are bitches and then there are bitches. Some are back stabbing, prissy, whinny,"I'm better than you",kind of bitches. Brat has been the suspect in the investigation of the disappearance of a couple of these types. But since no body was ever found nothing further came of it.
But Brat is the other type of bitch. The type that doesn't give anyone any problems so she sure doesn't expect any shit from anyone else. So, God help you, if you give her shit. She has a mouth from hell and can back it up fairly easy. And for you men out there who are laughing...go ahead, because I've seen her put more than I can count (and yes, smartass, I can count real high) on their ass. Besides, being a fellow bitch there are a few things you should know about this type of bitch. We fight to win so all things are "fair"...watch for flying objects and protect your nads.
And no, don't expect a kick in the nads, expect that kick to go to your knee. Nothing like hearing that sick crunch followed by a grown man screaming like a woman in labor. But a handful of nads squeezed to the max can elicit almost the exact same scream.
But,I digress. Anyway, here I am. I except the invite, official or otherwise. Personally, I like and expect the otherwise. "Get your ass over here, Bitch!" is more natural for Brat. But this Critter is another Kentuckian like Brat. We grew up barefoot and drinking whiskey. Well, actually, I'm barefoot half the time now and in sandals the other half. And the whiskey has been replaced with coffee. Still like my whiskey though and now and then have a little nip.
So the Brat and the Bitch are a long distance team...watch out Blog world, here we come!!!
12 comments:
Needed some spaces in between paragraphs...thought I'd beat anyone to that one. But hey, it's my first post on a blog. Now give me some shit or I won't feel loved.
Hey Girl... you know that just because you've posted... doesn't mean you can't unpost it and fix it.
hehe... that nads thing, reminds me of 3 good ole boys that thought they were going to spank me on my birthday.... but hell, that wasn't that long ago.
I don't about all this, not at all. You guys call yourselves friends, but surely a "friend" wouldn't invite another to the blogosphere, knowing how addicting it can be. Oh wait, it's my fault Bone Machine is on here.
Carry on.
uh... YOUR the reason I'm here Bloggy... Notice the name of this Blog? Course that will change, in fact.. we are working on it as we speak.
I SAID I'M NEW AT THIS! But there, that's better.
Thanks, Mr. Blog for getting her started which now has gotten me addicted...don't forget, I get anywhere and back home in this town in 10 minutes or less...
I'm barefoot and braless. Plan on staying that way for the day too.
hehe.. and Bloggy, I can give her the address.
Critter I like your first post. I personally wouldn't say all those wonderful things about myself. But I'm grateful that you thought of me.
See why I love ya? Only you (and me) would think it a compliment to be called a bitch...
email me that address... :)
*locks the door, makes sure the curtains are pulled*
:)
LOL...you can relax...I'll at least wait until the sun goes down...
Bloggy... a Grrrl wants to come over and your gonna lock the door?
HELL yes! I don't want no damn cooties.
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