Why is it that I keep erasing my blogging before I hit “publish”? Why am I afraid to spout off about something that angers me for fear of offending someone? Isn’t this the place to spew my frustration without the worry of hurting someone’s feelings or offending someone? Oh screw it.. this time I won’t hit delete….
I am thoroughly disgusted with the stereotypical white trash hoochie momma’s that think it’s alright to steal from the government and get away with it. It totally ticks me off to go to Wal-mart and stand in line behind a woman who just recently left the hair salon with her freshly created weave and her brand new 3 inch decorated nails wearing her designer outfit standing with her 3 children with a cart full of name brand items only to hand over her WIC check at the end of her purchase to pay for her milk, bread, cheese and juice. Why the fuck is it okay for her to have T-Bone steaks, Rib eyes, Coke products, Folgers coffee, Tide laundry detergent and Oscar Meyer bacon and a carton of MARLBORO cigarettes and then be allowed to have the government to pay for her diary products? Is this fair? WHAT THE HELL? We’re so broke we don’t have a pot to piss in, we had to stop eating our OREO’s and settle for choco-cremes, we can’t have Dr. Pepper, we have to settle for Dr. Thunder and this bitch gets her T-BONE and free milk? That’s just total bull-shit! I’m so tired of this, I see it more and more every time I hit a store and it frustrates the hell out of me. I can’t afford to replace my holey underwear but she can wear designer jeans and get her “hair did” Hell, I’m so full of grey hair and I can’t even afford a damn bottle of Clairol! GEESH! I really wanted to drop everything and run out to the parking lot to see if she was driving a fucking caddy!
Maybe I’m just aggravated because we’ve had to buckle down and watch every penny. Maybe I’m just mad because I’m so tired of chicken and mac & cheese and that bitch is enjoying her T-bone. Maybe I’m just so fucking tired from a full days work to help earn money for my family that I think it’s just wrong for her to be sittin’ at home watching DAYS OF OUR LIVES and eating her bon bons while my family struggles because we make too much fucking money to get a little assistance in our time of need. I don’t know… Maybe I’m just “mad” and need a straight jacket… Maybe the government needs to find a way to confirm these bitches are really making the money they claim to be making… something just doesn’t seem right…
February 11th, 2010 at 1:35 am
Hon, I used to see them all day at walmart..and I still can’t figure out how they do it unless they’re just lying out their asses.
On the other hand, I’d rather be “poor but honest [mostly]” rather than lie for something like that.
Hey, do you like fish? If you do we can go halves on a cast net and I’ll show you how to get the best dinner in the state-I caught my dinner for about 5 years and never went hungry and had some slammin’ good food. Think fried mullet, sheepshead, crabs, etc.
Let me know what you thing, ok?