Crippled Christ with Satan Sauce, in a Purgatory box.. to go
Alright...
Fuck this. 9 months at my expense.. you're outta here, If it could be tomorrow, I'd find a way. I'm broke, and not gonna pay more of this shit. Scarf down all the 'convenient' food, and whine about eating ramen. Fuck that. Of the over $300 in food I spent in the last 3 weeks, do you realize how little of it I have eaten? You have a phone because I got you one. You can look for a job because I have to give you money so you can. You can smoke because I buy them. I caved and didn't want to listen to 'whine whine whine, cry cry cry' and let you stay an extra month because I was out of town for 31 days. Well... Sorry I wasn't around to PAY YOU to find a job.
Damn I wish I could get by like that... Someone else pays my rent, all my bills, gives me a cell phone (now Vonage), feeds me, provides all the amenities, including 8Mbit broadband, and even pays for my cigarettes. For free. Oh.. and you whine that the cable jack in your room doesn't work? "Your pardon, your Majesty.. shall I have the servants whipped?"
Where the fuck do I sign up?
Yeah, I'm stressing. Yeah, I'm surly. Yeah.. my life is not what I want it to be. Damn good thing I sold my gun, elsewhise I'd be eating a 147 grain perforated semi-jacketed hollow point about now. Let someone else clean up around here.. cause fuck.. living here for free, you certainly don't.
One thing concerns me.. I'm pretty fucking broke.. paying for everything. If I have to pay for you to get to where-ever it is you are going to.. I can't. And you are certainly not staying until I can. I might afford $1.10 for the bus.. otherwise, you can walk. I don't care.. homeless shelter, underpass, cardboard box. Certainly not Greyhound busfare back to WV. And no... I'm not driving you. That would require gas money up front, and paying for the ticket I got getting you here in the first place. No job means no money, and I'm not loaning you the money so you can pay me to do it.
Yes, there are other stresses in my life. But fuck if you don't make them worse. Waaahh that your life is shit. I barely take home enough to pay the bills, thanks to child support. I certainly can't claim you as a dependant.. wish I could, since I pay for FUCKING EVERYTHING.
DO NOT make me go to the Magistrate's office.
Yeah.. there is some resentment here. 9 months... NINE MONTHS! The only reason I was ever unemployed for any length of time is I had money to cover it. But hey... schlepping through life at everyone elses expense could be great. YOU try paying for someone else. Oh, sorry.. you can't pay for yourself.. my bad. Hell.. at least my ex-wife knows how to work the system to pay for everything. You just leach off of anyone you can. Dig down deep.. under the couch cushions (if you had a couch) and find a clue pog, redeemable for a clue, that might let you know what you need to do. Kind of like a Chinese fortune in a cookie that says "That wasn't chicken"
Get the hint?
Fuck this. 9 months at my expense.. you're outta here, If it could be tomorrow, I'd find a way. I'm broke, and not gonna pay more of this shit. Scarf down all the 'convenient' food, and whine about eating ramen. Fuck that. Of the over $300 in food I spent in the last 3 weeks, do you realize how little of it I have eaten? You have a phone because I got you one. You can look for a job because I have to give you money so you can. You can smoke because I buy them. I caved and didn't want to listen to 'whine whine whine, cry cry cry' and let you stay an extra month because I was out of town for 31 days. Well... Sorry I wasn't around to PAY YOU to find a job.
Damn I wish I could get by like that... Someone else pays my rent, all my bills, gives me a cell phone (now Vonage), feeds me, provides all the amenities, including 8Mbit broadband, and even pays for my cigarettes. For free. Oh.. and you whine that the cable jack in your room doesn't work? "Your pardon, your Majesty.. shall I have the servants whipped?"
Where the fuck do I sign up?
Yeah, I'm stressing. Yeah, I'm surly. Yeah.. my life is not what I want it to be. Damn good thing I sold my gun, elsewhise I'd be eating a 147 grain perforated semi-jacketed hollow point about now. Let someone else clean up around here.. cause fuck.. living here for free, you certainly don't.
One thing concerns me.. I'm pretty fucking broke.. paying for everything. If I have to pay for you to get to where-ever it is you are going to.. I can't. And you are certainly not staying until I can. I might afford $1.10 for the bus.. otherwise, you can walk. I don't care.. homeless shelter, underpass, cardboard box. Certainly not Greyhound busfare back to WV. And no... I'm not driving you. That would require gas money up front, and paying for the ticket I got getting you here in the first place. No job means no money, and I'm not loaning you the money so you can pay me to do it.
Yes, there are other stresses in my life. But fuck if you don't make them worse. Waaahh that your life is shit. I barely take home enough to pay the bills, thanks to child support. I certainly can't claim you as a dependant.. wish I could, since I pay for FUCKING EVERYTHING.
DO NOT make me go to the Magistrate's office.
Yeah.. there is some resentment here. 9 months... NINE MONTHS! The only reason I was ever unemployed for any length of time is I had money to cover it. But hey... schlepping through life at everyone elses expense could be great. YOU try paying for someone else. Oh, sorry.. you can't pay for yourself.. my bad. Hell.. at least my ex-wife knows how to work the system to pay for everything. You just leach off of anyone you can. Dig down deep.. under the couch cushions (if you had a couch) and find a clue pog, redeemable for a clue, that might let you know what you need to do. Kind of like a Chinese fortune in a cookie that says "That wasn't chicken"
Get the hint?