Showing posts with label possessed child of evilness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label possessed child of evilness. Show all posts
Monday, November 23, 2009
mommy wants vodka
I slapped Olivia in Dunnes Stores today. I am the skanky mother of horror, and I don't even feel bad about it, her behaviour was so horrendous.
I think Christmas may well be cancelled in our house.
Holy. Fuck.
How did it start in The Excorcist. Did it sneak up slowly, or go straight to the head revolving?
Does walking round the town in her bare feet because her socks and shoes are uncomfortable, but refusing to look at any other pairs of shoes and running away from me in the shoe shop/being unbearable rude to the sweet assistant sound at all demonic to you?
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