Tuesday, March 16, 2004

fools do foolish things

you cannot blame them...
that's my new mantra for the
*deep growly voice*
One who hails from the bitch and beyond land

yup
that piece of shit fucker has struck again
gather close my children
prick up your ears with your toothpicks
warm yourselves around the fireplace..
and off we go

after a whole night being frustrated
because was trying to do assignment but computer keeps fucking up
and then waking up early in the morning to go uni
to use computer labs.. which was wasted
cos for whole day the uni system was fucking with a virus
therefore proliferating more baby viruses
so that is a whole day being frustrated

i come home
tired and frustrated
(READ do not piss this child off)

to find out that
the shit fucker has joined the gym
(gays and guys out there better watch out.. he's coming to a gym near you!! AND he's NOT gay friendly)
*jaws soundtrack plays*
and thus hopefully.. for me that is..
every evening there will be no shit fuckers around the house

YAY!
first piece of good news in the day

ONLY...
to find out later..
and here... the real story begins...

1830 hours
the shit fucker comes home
sweaty and pongy and stinky and gross
shit fucker changes into clothes

1930 hours
rest of the normal household gathers to watch survivor
(chern: damn that shii ann is still there!)

2000 hours
the shit fucker joins household to watch survivor
(there goes the fun)

2005 hours
shit fucker turns on my small fan heater on the floor
AND PUTS HIS FEET RIGHT SMACK FUCKING IN FRONT OF HIS FEET

(monoloue)
so? what is the problem?
did you ask that my little children?
the problem is...
did you not notice he
*eerie music plays in background)
has NOT BATHED??????????

you see.. the fun went when he came
cos when he came.. the stench of the feet made their first attack
and the the shit fucker goes and AIRS IT IN FRONT OF THE HEATER IN THE LIVING ROOM
after NOT HAVING BATHED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

@*((#$^&*!#$#*($*&$&#^^$*(@*#&$^%$*@)#()@#*(*$

AND YOU KNOW WHAT?!!!!!!
YESSSSSSS I'M YELLING BY NOW
I asked him ever so nicely (i really did ask nicely)..
to please turn off the heater
or not put his feet in front of the FAN heater
you know what he did?
he shifted the heater by a 2 degrees angle and shifted them stinky feet WITH IT!!!

i wanted to smother his face with my feet!!
you know as in crush that fucker face...

after a while..
the shit fucker he removes his feet from front of heater..
crosses them...
and pointes the heater at his TESTICLES instead!!
?!!!!!!
WTF???
WHY ARE YOU AIRING YOUR BALLS IN FRONT OF MY HEATER IN THE LIVING ROOM WITH EVERYONE AROUND?!!!!!!!

@#%$^&*(&^%$#@!$%^&

i wanted to do more than stuff elephant feet up his ass
but at 2030 hours
dah came to the rescue
and took me to a nice lil italian restaurant for dinner
sans the shit fucker
yay!
come back feeling better

i open fridge to get some coke
you know what greeted my eyes?
no.. sorry darlings..
not shit fucker's chopped feet
rather...
shit fucker's mess
as in the mess he made in the fridge
raw meat in an uncovered dish just sitting there
curry powder in an open bag (not even folded) looking like its about to spill..
so i had to go and put it in a tupperware
you know..
can someone tell him..
if he cleans up after himself... its not a bad thing

so anyway...
that's when i developed the new mantra

anyone wants to know what the living room smells like?
smell shit fucker's feet

*the girl is pissed out*
not via alcohol

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