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WARNING! This post may not be suitable for anyone under 18 years of age. However, if mom and dad aren’t around, have at it.
Okay folks, just now getting around to posting the second set. It’s been a long ass day with more shit thrown at me than I care to think about. In a recent Facebook post, one of you guys stated there was a medical bill sitting on your desk and you were trying to wish it away. Well, I’m trying to wish this day and all the people involved in it away (except Rick of course). Sadly, they just won’t fucking disappear. No blinking of my eyes or wiggling of my nose is going to make it happen. So, I’ll just have to tolerate their bullshit unless I’m forced to use the nuclear option. Most people that know me, know that I’m a really nice guy who will bend over backward to help others. That is, until you fuck with me, in which case I can be a real nasty, vicious bitch. Right now it just feels like I’m a magnet drowning in a bowl of iron-clad cornflakes; as soon as I pull one off, another gets stuck to me.
[This is the part where I rip a nasty, tired old queen apart. However, being the consummate professional that I am, I have decided to bite my tongue and withhold my remarks.]
If I sound fucking pissed, it’s because I am. Truth is, it’s my own fucking fault. I know all too well what to expect when I’m dealing with DIVAS, QUEENS, and FAKE TIARAS and should always demand payment upfront. Nevertheless, I know this isn’t anyone’s problem and something I’ll just have to deal with privately. Oops, I guess it’s too late for that, my bad. At this point, I will politely digress and move on to other news.
The T-Dance Edition I promised has been scrapped. Sorry, but it wasn’t coming together the way I’d hoped. Unlike other big name DJs who throw anything together without any skill,