I've been seeing some shit on tv and around work that gets on my nerves...
I was watching the plastic surgery channel...and this cow had that nerve to get "new" breast implants and a tummy tuck, to make her feel better about herself because she used to "model." The camera pans to their home and she has succesfully crammed herself, her husband and 3 kids into an apartment - then her mother and grandmother get on there talkin about how they got their boobs before she did. HOW ABOUT THIS...how about all you leather faced beeyotches, get your hair done first so the black roots don't show on your blonde hair. HOW ABOUT THIS...you take that -40K you just spent on your body and put it into a mutual fund for your kids so they have something for college...HOW ABOUT THIS...take the fuckin' money and get ur teeth fixed.
THE GENETIC FUTURE
I'm forever watching discovery health channel...and they are always saying the same shit,"ahhh finally the face i SHOULD have been born with..." Why don't you just slap your parents and grandparents...why don't you just tell your kids right now - go get your shit done coz I redid my face and you look like my old face so that means i don't wanna look how you look now. So what are people going to do, buy genetic therapy for their kids to avoid their own idiosyncracies and little foibles that make them individual. If you get it to get it done that's great - but i think saying you finally got the face you SHOULD have been born with is insulting ur foremothers..."
JUST PLAIN GROSS
okay the newest thing is aladerma to plumpen up the lips - erm like me or angelina jolie yanno...uhhhh well aladerma or some shit - means taking CADAVER skin and then pulling it through the lips to plump them up. I guess it's the same concept as stuffing ur bra but stuffing ur lips with C A D A V E R skin. I'm sorry - i'm just gonna throw up my Eng Bee Tin Hopia my lola penny and tita josie sent me from Las Pinas...
you know what I hate, I hate it when i'm in the shop and I'm minding my own business and I'm being pleasant or talking pastry to the customers - and a guy stares at me while i'm not looking or he sits in the lounge where he can watch me while he has an arm around his girlfriends shoulder --- and this is not me wishful thinkin' on some brad pitt lookin dummies even this kiddos who work at the shop are like dayuuuuuum he wants him some pastry chef. Grrrrrr. I know that being in a relationship does not make you blind, but can i just get a little subtlety? If you can't love that girl your with, at least show a little respect foolio...
so I've been told that people in the PORN industry and some stripper chicks too hang about scottsdale and the area we are located...well I worked as a manager the day after Christmas as a manager so no chef hat that day just a black dress shirt...I padded over next door to get my quattro espresso and I hear this fuckin YUTZ on his cell phone saying in a LOUD voice in front of little kids and elderly people,"Oh yah, I had to fuck Char for hours last night and now my dick is chafed and sore. Oh yah I worked on that shot fucking her, yah we were at the James hotel just fucking for hours..." Then he shot me a look like why was i eavesdropping while he was waiting for his skinny cappucino - so I told the stupid motherFUCKER- - you shouldn't order a cappucino after 10am, and then in a lower voice I snarled," take your fucktalk outside pal, there are children all around..."and much to my chagrin that ass LEFT...If I would have had my french rolling pin in reach, I would have cracked him across his knee - greasy bastard...
i'm sick of your birthday bugs and blog errors TOM, when i hit POST - it's not supposed to post a blank. but whatever take your money and hoes and run foolio...
the air quality is fucking impoverished around here lately and it makes me miss the ocean and shit coz at least i got a bit of cold fresh air twice a day- the air quality is so shitty I don't know if i'm fighting a cold or just trying to breathe...someone take me to an oxygen bar, I want a melon whiff please.
why are men impossible when they are sick. Apparently it is scientifically proven that a glass of water and nyquiL become 400lbs and unliftable by men when they have the flu
WHAT ARE YOU
i'm filipina motherfuckers and don't give me that look like you don't believe me coz i know who my parents are so i don't wanna look at your white face in my brown face telling me that i can't be filipino. coz guess what asshats - real filipinos are brown...and uh the end.
stop telling me about eric this or eric that. this is really hilarious, coz I know when he's in the country before she does...or when he's in TX, or LA, or AU, or anywhere. Yet she seems to like to flaunt the fact that she speaks to their mutual friend (dennis or derrick or daniel or whatever the hell his name is) and can locate his whereabouts. First of all, if I wanted him --- I could have had him: 5 years ago, 3 years ago, 1 year ago and even 3 months ago...And like I said before - because you humped him, I could never be with him, because that is scandalous. Apparently, she doesn't seem to understand that in the past he and I have had conversations lasting for hours regarding travel, and life, and careers. She cannot fathom conversations devoid of sex. She thinks he likes me coz I have 'big' knockers. News Flash honey - they aren't that big - they are just a 36D. that is not that big. It's my big brain that has him trippin.' I feel kind of bad for her. She really wants him but knows that he wouldn't go for that shit - coz he has this ideal of worthiness in a female. One of her qualities is an ability to work even though he'd never make his girlfriend work. He also likes women who are driven but kind. She scores zero on both. I mean yah he humped her, but I remember him sayin' that being seen with her in public made him think twice because guys were giving him this look like why are you holding her hand. LOL, fuckin embarrassing how fuckin embarrassing...i finally told her tonight- -i'm sure you'll tell me if you see him because you can't seem to control yourself. LMFAO...
someone at work was talkin shit about france this and france that. i said i had a fine time in paris - have you ever been? he's like no, but i don't like how they look at our politics and blah blah. I said fuck that regurgitated shit - they were cool to me, coz i'm not some dumbass american tourist wearing an aloha shirt in the middle of winter on champs elysses...i said if you are gonna talk shit about a frenchman, meet a couple first.
I'm tired of "rich "stupid ass clowns acting like the parental money is theirs. I'm tired of nouveau riche retards calling people ghetto while they sit their chewing with their mouth open and speaking with their mouth full after failing to use a serving spoon on something being served to everyone...I am tired of their improperly spoken words being spoken improperly to people whom they think do not speak english well enough. Take that shit somewhere. I'm gonna say this - until you sit in skin with colour you will never truly understand what work is, coz mothuhfucka - it ain't a 3 day work week plus your complaints...you are not a god damn pariah of good taste just coz you saw some shit on the internet.
I've been around the world a few times and I'll eat you for breakfast bitch
YOU AIN'T THAT FOINE
...I love the little he bitches in too tight shirts walking around as if they are fine. I even see them treating other people poorly and I don't like it. I am not in the habit of treating people shittily, I must be provoked in order to fire on someone. I now have the urge control to not unleash on wanna be intellects, so called fashionistas, self righteous painters, ego ulcerated dj's and the wives of old rich men, bitter little girls who have the hearts of snails and weild their hello kitty pens to make 'so so' poetics. So giving he bitches a dull straight face stare ain't shit. So take your surface muscles from 24 hour fitness and your non fat sorbetto and get the fuck out. No matter how hard you try, you cannot escape the shadow of your insignificance. You abercrombie zombie, get out of my sight - coz all I see inside of you is a little girl clutching a raggedy ann doll sayin' why doesn't daddy love me...Get on , you he bitches...
i have three days of work and then fun fun fun for new years. With everything happening I'm not going to be able to take any time off until April which is bachelorette party time. Christmas was awesome, and I got some stuff I expected and stuff I didn't even expect. either way it's all good...okay bye bye, I'm going to eat some stuffing.