Gut Rumbles

May 13, 2009

I write angry

Originally published March 6, 2004

I've had five visists from the sheriff this week. My ex-wife is determined to kill me or drive me to suicide. I am fed up with this crap.

As I have said before on this blog, if you don't like what I have to say, don't come here. I write what is on my mind and I don't write to draw an audience. I don't give a lovely fuck about who I offend.

I am sick and tired of opening my door and seeing another deputy standing outside with a wad of papers in his hand. I am sick and tired of paying my lawyer when I know that I'm going to lose this battle. I am sick and tired of the bullshit I get in my comments when nary a soul knows where I stand.

You fucking try it for a while. YOU eat shit-pie every day. YOU jump through the hoops and fork out the money. When you've done that, get back to me.

Otherwise. fuck you.

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