Lost in Thought..... Lost the plot

You Blackberry blathering hack! I now need to go anesthetize myself with a very steady stream of cocktails to wipe you from my system.

No one here in the airport security queue wants to hear your drunk, whisky smelling ass twaddle on about how your brother’s a drunkard loser while you cough up wet phlegm on your bloody mobile! Absolutely no one cares how you think your too cool because you have a cellular telephone and can walk, talk and rudely interrupt the world around you.

Obstreperously you stammer & prattle to your BFF (yes, you’ve given me way too much information) about how you over slept, missed your original flight, how you’ve just learned the art of sexting and how you worked 40 hours in 3 days to make less than minimum wage. Public areas far and wide, shared and confined spaces, require a level of decorum, something to which you severely lack. I’ve had a mentally challenging few days and usually can keep to myself but right now - I am about to lose my shit. I contemplate ripping that crack-berry from her unfiltered parliament stench hands and slam it up against the wall to teach this rude ass cow a lesson.

1. Brian says,

   I think I sat next to that bitch….

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