| Date sent: | Sun, 4 Jun 2000 01:11:40 -0700 |
| From: | Vera <geminivee@hotmail.com> |
| Subject: | Life's (like) a bitch, hit her with your best shot...then run like hell ! |
Dear Ms. Supreme,
Since I came upon (not literally) your site, I have discovered two,
heretofore unbeknownst to me, medical maladies that I have. The first
is incontinence. Every time I read any of the articles written by some
of the best bitch goddesses on OR offline, I wet my pants laughing,
henceforth referred to as WMPL, similar to LMAO, but with a twist, or is
that twat? Whatever. Now being a "Perry Menopausal" woman (you've seen
the cases of Perry Mason, you've heard the croonings of Perry Como, now
hear the bitching and kvetching of Perry Menopause, coming to a PMS
clinic near you). Where was I? Oh yeah. Being a woman of the
perimenopausal persuasion, I did expect at some point to depend on
"Depends", I just didn't think it would be this soon. Oh well.
The second malady I am having to contend with is addiction. It seems I
find myself constantly throughout my day being drawn to your site for my
"bitch fix". So I have decided to become the first honorary member and
founding mother of Bitchaholics Anonymous-B.A. (Hi, my name is Vera and
I'm a bitchaholic. Instead of everyone in the group saying. "hi,
welcome", they say, "Sit down and shut the fuck up, no one wants to hear
your whiney ass story!"). Now finally after all those failed college
courses and "degrees by mail", I actually get to put initials after my
name. Now I truly am somebody!
I guess what I am trying to say here is Thanks for the site and keep on
kickin' ass!
Yours in "sanity"
Vera, B.A.
P.S. Let's just keep the real meaning behind
the initials our little secret, shall we? ;)
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