posted on Aug, 19 2004 @ 03:30 PM
I am so sick to death of these transvestite badgers. #ing arrogant little pricks sauntering about like their god’s gift to the world. NO ONE should
act like they are performing on a catwalk 24/7. I’m sorry if this is just not all PC and the like, but it is getting ridiculous. Just listen to
I get home from work yesterday at the adult diapers resiliency testing plant and I’m about to get the mail. Now I live in an apartment complex so they
have these huge mailboxes that are divided into different sections for different tenants. First off, the owner of the box next to mine is this idiot
who is subscribed to an ice cream flavor of the month club. The problem is that he is too cheap to pay for the auto coolant and it melts all over the
So there I am standing in a puddle of ice cream and this badger in a flowered spring dress slinks up to the mailbox pretending not to notice me. When
she…I mean he…umm…sher get next to me sher glares up at me with a stare that seems to say ‘And who the hell do you think you are, bitch’. Well just
as I was about to respond the thing goes manic and assaults my leg in a very violent fashion and at one point I believe that it was even stabbing me
with a rusty lipstick tube. So I kick the badger as hard as I can in a full-tilt fashion and it drowns in the puddle of ice cream.
The next thing I know this heavily modified auto drives up blaring hip-hop music and three baggy pants badgers waddle out. The one who is obviously
the leader, because his pants hang the lowest, starts demanding to know where his ‘Bitch’ is. I barely control my laughter as it inform him as to the
actual gender of his ‘girl’friend. So the jack-off goes nuts really horror show like and shoots me in the ass as I run to the door of my apartment.
I’m standing there behind the bolted door with my shoes full of ice cream, my pant legs torn to shreds and a bullet in my ass and my girlfriend asks
me how my day was. The thing that really pissed me off though was that she was wearing the same dress as that friggen transvestite badger. The only
good thing that happened was that the weapon was actually a potato gun and we have French fries for dinner.
God damn transvestite badgers!!!