tastycorpse666

Well, now that the woman that I can no longer claim as my mother is finished slapping me I can post a blog. HAHA SO!!!! she called me from her office and said for me to go up there so she could talk to me. Then she started slapping and asked if I knew why I was laid off. I did not. So she said, hahaha!!! that! well, her friend, the guy that hired me, told her that several people told him that I was talking about how easy it would be to take a gun to the plant and kill everyone. And the company laid me off because of that. SO!!!! Yeah, guns are not my style. And I was not in high school that is so fucking high school. I do no know who the fuck said that shit about me but I would just love to know. I owe them a few slaps in the face and apparently they owe me a job. Because really though the only fucking people that talked about taking guns into the plant were the guys from east Texas that wanted to shoot the deer and make fucking sausage. So I am no longer that woman's son and she is not my mother anymore. And I have a week to find a job or move out. And she wants to choke the life out of me. Honestly, she should have done that years ago, before she made the whole childhood experience completely fucking miserable. But hey, I am not mad about it. Oh yeah and whoever said I talked about bringing a gun to the plant and killing people also said that I talked about the devil. OH NO!!! not the devil. Save me Jesus! Protect me with your lawn mower and garden shears! You know I am surprised that she did not punch me this time; years ago she said she could not slap me anymore because I got too big and it would not hurt me, so she started using her fist. She switched back for this one. It has been a while so maybe she forgot. Naturally I would remind her, but I am not supposed to say anything to her. Oh well.

I still have not yet uploaded any pictures, maybe tonight or after midnight by the time I get home.