Saturday, February 10, 2007
She was a drugged up mess who could barely stand up straight.
For all I know her damn dead son is the father of that baby.
Just because she had giant.... oh what the hell do women call them things... chesticles, doesn't make her a saint.
Its not tragic. Its what we all saw coming. Dont feel bad for her after all, you didn't lift a finger to help her. Did you?
You laughed at her pain.
Why has your laughter stopped now that she's dead?
Listen to me when I say TRAGEDY PLUS TIME EQUALS COMEDY.
You'll be suprised at how fast time flies.