Bully Hell said...
Rev, I have a child in Kindergarten. "Jeremy" comes home every day crying that "Becker and Johnny" are telling on him for stuff that he is not doing. They made him spill his milk at lunch the other day, I have to pay for that. I have had enough, I have requested meetings with "Becker's and Johnny's" parents and with me and my husband. The teacher is begining to see that "Becker and Johnny" are always crying wolf. Just not sure what is being done about it. I need to make this stop. It is a waste of the teachers time and a waste of the principals time. I wish that these kids could be moved out of Jeremy's classroom.
dear bully hell,
d...d...d...damn this has a ring of familiarity to it. this is a bad situation for your son, but jeremy should learn to deal with punks like becker and johnny (for reference, let's just call them bj.) kids are quick to learn, and jeremy should learn that he doesn't need to be afraid of bj. i'm not recommending that he takes them as they come, because it sounds like bj could be tough to swallow, but he does need to stand up for himself. infact jeremy and all his friends should start standing up to the duo. once the entire class shows them, that they are not going to put up with their bullying, i'm willing to bet that everyone will realize that bj is not intimadating at all. infact they are pathetic. i do believe that they may start "crying wolf" even more, but the teacher and other administrators are not fools. they will simply let them tattle on with the realization that the pair are liars, and simply ignore their accusations all together.
o...o...o...once the administrators begin ignoring them, that is when their true behavior should become evident. jeremy should be warned that bj will start rummaging through the trash cans. bj may even start peeping at young girls. that stuff is kind of wierd enough, but if they ever start bothering young boys that are waiting for their school bus, tell that boy's father to put a boot up the crack of that pedophile's ass. i can only hope that bj will start playing with each other, like normal people, and start living normally. keep in mind that "normal" is an arbitrary word, but damn.... can't we find these two some prozac or ritalin????
i...i...i...if the situation doesn't improve, i would say for the sake of the class, to let jeremy rip their ears off and stick it in their pockets so they could hear him kick their ass. in other words, to metaphorically run his milk truck through their yard.
peace out!
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
mammogram
grossed out said...
RRW, I came across this non sense online today. WTF could make a crazy person write about their freakin mamogram on their blogs? Please read below.....Mammograms at Franklin Memorial Hospital are much more comfortable than those done at Lewis-Gale (thanks to a spongy pad the FM radiologist places between mammogram-ee and the icy cold X-ray thingie), I don’t have to walk as far to get to radiology, and they even let the mammogram-ee take home the pad which can be used for all sorts of craft projects. Plus the wait is much faster than at Lewis-Gale.
dear grossed out,
i...i...i...i am still laughing at their stupidity. the fact that this dumb cunt even has the ability to write amazes me. it's even more amazing that some school teacher had the talent to teach this ignoramus to read and write. seriously, i can not imagine that someone is so self absorbed, they believe people would actually be interested in reading this crap. but afterall, isn't this one of the things wrong with our nation today.
let me preach on it....
a...a...a...alot of people have the ability to text, or to write their thoughts to others. if you stop and think about it for a second, the consequence of today's high-tech world is that we have truley boring people, who never learn to communicate with people face to face. they never learn to actually make friends. yeah sure, they can send a superficial text message or email, but they have no concept for how people interact. let's stop for a second and take a look at ole mammogram. i am willing to bet you a nickle to a biscuit, that she does have aquaintences, but no friends. apparently she has never interacted with people face to face. so, we have this dufus out there, with access to the internet, typing this stupid shit.
w...w...w...what the ho bag needs to do, is to try to get a man to squeeze on her mammory glands and not some x-ray technician. a true friend would have told her to quit worrying about her arts and crafts, and try to get her freak on. she needs to go a few rounds with the bald headed champ, if you're picking up what i'm putting down. but we've established that she doesn't have friends.... exactly!!! that's why we have to read about her mammograms online, while her australian sheppard is getting sick of the peanut butter parties.
peace out!
RRW, I came across this non sense online today. WTF could make a crazy person write about their freakin mamogram on their blogs? Please read below.....Mammograms at Franklin Memorial Hospital are much more comfortable than those done at Lewis-Gale (thanks to a spongy pad the FM radiologist places between mammogram-ee and the icy cold X-ray thingie), I don’t have to walk as far to get to radiology, and they even let the mammogram-ee take home the pad which can be used for all sorts of craft projects. Plus the wait is much faster than at Lewis-Gale.
dear grossed out,
i...i...i...i am still laughing at their stupidity. the fact that this dumb cunt even has the ability to write amazes me. it's even more amazing that some school teacher had the talent to teach this ignoramus to read and write. seriously, i can not imagine that someone is so self absorbed, they believe people would actually be interested in reading this crap. but afterall, isn't this one of the things wrong with our nation today.
let me preach on it....
a...a...a...alot of people have the ability to text, or to write their thoughts to others. if you stop and think about it for a second, the consequence of today's high-tech world is that we have truley boring people, who never learn to communicate with people face to face. they never learn to actually make friends. yeah sure, they can send a superficial text message or email, but they have no concept for how people interact. let's stop for a second and take a look at ole mammogram. i am willing to bet you a nickle to a biscuit, that she does have aquaintences, but no friends. apparently she has never interacted with people face to face. so, we have this dufus out there, with access to the internet, typing this stupid shit.
w...w...w...what the ho bag needs to do, is to try to get a man to squeeze on her mammory glands and not some x-ray technician. a true friend would have told her to quit worrying about her arts and crafts, and try to get her freak on. she needs to go a few rounds with the bald headed champ, if you're picking up what i'm putting down. but we've established that she doesn't have friends.... exactly!!! that's why we have to read about her mammograms online, while her australian sheppard is getting sick of the peanut butter parties.
peace out!
Saturday, February 9, 2008
music advice
Battle of the Bands said...
Liberace (I hope I spelt that correct), Michael Bolton or George Michael? Which one do you think is the best artist?
dear b.o.b.,
a...a...a...although i am somewhat familiar with the gentlemen that you alluded to previously, i was not aware that they had ever painted anything. however something about you has become painfully obvious to the rrw.
let me preach on it.....
i...i...i...i actually took a survey, and 97% of the people surveyed agreed that your sexuality has taken a long hike and returned wearing leather pants. your familiarity with the three 'artist' is a sure sign of your preferences. for example: i'm willing to guess that you also prefer pina coladas to jack daniels. that you know every word to gloria gaynor's "i will survive." that you have bid on more than one liza minelli memorabilia on ebay. have skid marks on both the front of your yard and the back of your tightie whities. are you picking up what i'm putting down??
l...l...l...listen, everybody knows who liberace was, and he never painted anything. if by 'artist' you mean his musical ability, i would remind you that although he was great on the piano, liberace really sucked on the organ. ha! michael bolton an 'artist?' mr. mullet perm came and went with november 1988. i can't name one michael revolting song today. that would leave george michael as the best of the three 'artist' you named. i'm going to give george michael the nod simply because he refused to hire a lawyer when he was caught having sex with a man in a bathroom stall. this is not a joke. george michael said that from then on, he "would concentrate on getting (himself) off." that's good advice for you too my brother.
i...i...i...if you want to hear some really good music try barry white, otis redding or even marvin gay. i have no doubt that you will atleast think about the last artist for appellation sake, but what i really want you to check out is some good ole blues. so let me reiterate, good music = white, redding, blues. damn, that's patriotic.
peace out!
Liberace (I hope I spelt that correct), Michael Bolton or George Michael? Which one do you think is the best artist?
dear b.o.b.,
a...a...a...although i am somewhat familiar with the gentlemen that you alluded to previously, i was not aware that they had ever painted anything. however something about you has become painfully obvious to the rrw.
let me preach on it.....
i...i...i...i actually took a survey, and 97% of the people surveyed agreed that your sexuality has taken a long hike and returned wearing leather pants. your familiarity with the three 'artist' is a sure sign of your preferences. for example: i'm willing to guess that you also prefer pina coladas to jack daniels. that you know every word to gloria gaynor's "i will survive." that you have bid on more than one liza minelli memorabilia on ebay. have skid marks on both the front of your yard and the back of your tightie whities. are you picking up what i'm putting down??
l...l...l...listen, everybody knows who liberace was, and he never painted anything. if by 'artist' you mean his musical ability, i would remind you that although he was great on the piano, liberace really sucked on the organ. ha! michael bolton an 'artist?' mr. mullet perm came and went with november 1988. i can't name one michael revolting song today. that would leave george michael as the best of the three 'artist' you named. i'm going to give george michael the nod simply because he refused to hire a lawyer when he was caught having sex with a man in a bathroom stall. this is not a joke. george michael said that from then on, he "would concentrate on getting (himself) off." that's good advice for you too my brother.
i...i...i...if you want to hear some really good music try barry white, otis redding or even marvin gay. i have no doubt that you will atleast think about the last artist for appellation sake, but what i really want you to check out is some good ole blues. so let me reiterate, good music = white, redding, blues. damn, that's patriotic.
peace out!
Friday, February 1, 2008
to whom it may concern
t...t...t...the rrw believes that you click on this blog for a reason. most blogs are informative, humorous or atleast somewhat entertaining. and i hope that i've have atleast entertained my internet congregation. i find nothing more boring than some self-absorbed asshole going on about the tiniest minutia of their monotonous life. does anyone really care to read their meaningless dribble? if you can't even be creative enough to make your dull life somewhat colorful on a blog, you must really be pathetic. let me preach on it.....
o...o...o...one of my reasons for starting this blog was to deal with an internet bully. they may consider my blog a formal 'fuck you', but i've said in an earlier post that you can not push me because i will resist, and that's what my blog is. in the process of pushing back i've discovered
how a dog will tuck their tale and cower if confronted. isn't it even more interesting how hypocritical these same dogs will get??? freedom of speech applies to all. don't rant and rave about your belief in the first amendment and then try to serve warrants on me, for exercising that very right. suck it up and take it like a man/boy. keep in mind that i'm only returning the favor. i'm just alot better at it than you. and by it i mean blogging/writing/etc... afterall, if you can't run with the big dogs, keep your ass home under the porch.
n...n...n...now for the really good part. after having literarily bitch slapped the internet nuisance, i have developed an internet following. from zero to hero. apparently the sexual chocolates are not the only ones clicking on this blog, and the rrw is here to help all. i will continue to do my best to entertain, inform and make you laugh. peace out!
o...o...o...one of my reasons for starting this blog was to deal with an internet bully. they may consider my blog a formal 'fuck you', but i've said in an earlier post that you can not push me because i will resist, and that's what my blog is. in the process of pushing back i've discovered
how a dog will tuck their tale and cower if confronted. isn't it even more interesting how hypocritical these same dogs will get??? freedom of speech applies to all. don't rant and rave about your belief in the first amendment and then try to serve warrants on me, for exercising that very right. suck it up and take it like a man/boy. keep in mind that i'm only returning the favor. i'm just alot better at it than you. and by it i mean blogging/writing/etc... afterall, if you can't run with the big dogs, keep your ass home under the porch.
n...n...n...now for the really good part. after having literarily bitch slapped the internet nuisance, i have developed an internet following. from zero to hero. apparently the sexual chocolates are not the only ones clicking on this blog, and the rrw is here to help all. i will continue to do my best to entertain, inform and make you laugh. peace out!
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