Life is Bullshit

Because seriously folks, I am broke as a joke. Open my wallet and all you’ll see is moths cuz the butterflies left months ago.

It’s not like I’m not working, because I am. Which by the way, I’ll bet anybody hands down that my boss is the biggest douchebag on this planet NEXT to George H W Bush Jr, and just about as clueless. But I digress. I bought a car. Said car happened to be in a fender bender. Said car needed a lot of money in repairs. I am now out 1200 dollars, and still have no car to drive. Why? Because the shop that is supposed to be fixing it really has no fucking clue. And when one thing gets fixed….. another one breaks. This, ladies and gentlemen, is bullshit. Just because I am a girl does not mean that I know jack shit about cars. I actually know a lot about cars, and I also happen to know Jack Schitt. He’s a nice guy.

That having been said, if you would like to make donations, please send any and all credit cards, cash, and anything else you can think of. It would be much appreciated, seeing as how I’m getting to work every day on pocket lint and fumes.

That is all for now.