It may seem like I do nothing but sit here and bitch about people and pick on little children. I do infact keep quite busy with my job and husband and anything else that seems to fill my list of shit to do. Since I'm so bloody nice in my "real life" Ms. Chatty was born to keep in check the fucking retards that I seem to run in to on a daily basis. You've gotta get it out somewhere right?
I don't kiss ass.
I don't mince words.
I don't give a flying fuck what anyone has to say about me.
Internet Drama makes me laugh.
Bitches make me laugh even more.
Bitter Bitch feels that it is her civic duty to inform people of just how stupid they really are. It's a dirty job but she doesn't mind doing it. Furthermore, she doesn't mind telling you how stupid you are regardless of race, religion or sexual preference. Bitter Bitch supports equal rights.
Bitter Bitch adores Internet drama and infighting. It makes her feel all warm and fuzzy. She has no problem dropping f-bombs and "cunt" is one of her favourite words. She has no heart that she knows of. She is most unpleasant on this thing known as the WWW. You see, she spends so much time being courteous, kind and sweet in person, she finds the Internet to be the perfect place to cause chaos and disruption. She has no trouble spreading hate and discontent either.
She speaks in the third person since she is both a royal and regal bitch. Nearly everyone and everything annoys her but she is happy to help you learn better blogging skills through bitch slaps and put downs. Beware the bitch. Her bell tolls for you.
I knew that there was a larger purpose in life than the one I've been
leading. Then I found blogging. I am God's gift to blogging. You may
think you know how to blog, but I can find something to hate about you.
I'm a miserable, fat, unhappy housewife mommyblogger urban
professional who travels the world. That's right, I'm a flight attendant.
I can eat Croissants for breakfast in Paris, drink vodka in Moscow for lunch
and have pasta in Naples for dinner. All in the same day. Jealous yet? I
have two flats. One in Paris and one in Seattle. I love my job, but since
I've had my job I've met a lot of stupid people.
You're probably one of them.
I don't give a shit if you don't like my review of your blog. There are
bigger fish to fry and you're just a guppy.
Gotta run! The gates will be closing in a few minutes and I've got drunken,
pompous white men to serve drinks to in first class
Hi, I'm Sinful Stella. I work with lawyers. They're mostly assholes. I have years and years of training in dealing with assholes. I don't like people. They irritate me. For reasons best known only to them, most people cannot or will not accept responsibility for their mistakes or admit when they are wrong. This irritates me. Other people's children irritate me. Cat blogs irritate me. Mommy bloggers irritate me. I have to be nice and polite in my real life and that irritates me. My husband irritates me. Even my own children irritate me. Okay, everything but chocolate, hot sex and making money irritate me.
Hi y'all. I'm Vicious Vikki. You can admit it, I've caught you...you're reading my bio because I am everything you wish you could be. It's alright, I get that a lot. I understand how it is...
I'm smarter than you.
I'm sexier than you.
I'm meaner than you.
I'm bolder than you.
Did I mention that I'm sexier than you... c'mon now, what's not to like?
Y'all only wish you had the balls to be like me. WhatthefuckeverLoser.
I became a "bitch" (more like I was born to be a bitch, but that's another story) because I am sick.and.tired of looking at fucking crap blogs on the internet. Around here is where I am comfortable to be "myself" and tell y'all what I really think.
That being said, I don't like anyone. Including you. ESPECIALLY you.
kthnxbie.
PS: Come visit me at my own blog, it's so much better than yours!
