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!