The Dr.’s office just called. JewelrySlut is not home. I had the nerve to answer the phone. Rather than give me the information they needed to communicate (it had to do with setting an appointment), the nurse asked for a cell phone number. This was said with a tone of “So we’ll never have to talk to you and your penis-having woman-demeaning self ever again”
These fuckers at the office have no idea what they’re getting themselves into. I am going to be their worst nightmare if they don’t shape up and stop acting like …wait for it…all the ladies out there who are easily offended better start cringing. You all know me well enough to know what’s coming, don’t you. Big Momma’s coming out!
There…I said it.
I’m not taking it back because I mean it.