Oprah is the Shizz
About a month ago, I caught an Oprah espisode called "Memoirs of an Unfit Mother." One clip featured a mother and daughter that hadn't spoken in 6 months, since the daughter's DUI.
The daughter, Jennifer, is a self-proclaimed "extreme want-to-have-fun person." Sounds like my kind of bitch. Except for the fact that the day of her DUI, she drank from 11am to 8pm and then drove her car, with her daughter in the backseat.
Oprah's reaction was classic. "I don't even know what to say to that."
Do you know why Oprah, the queen of talk, had nothing to say? Because Oprah looked like she wanted to throw that bitch down on the floor right there and beat the shit out of her. So did I, Oprah. So did I.
Stupid ass bitch muthafucker. It's okay for you to throw your life away, but don't drag innocent victims down with you. That includes your crotch candy.
The daughter, Jennifer, is a self-proclaimed "extreme want-to-have-fun person." Sounds like my kind of bitch. Except for the fact that the day of her DUI, she drank from 11am to 8pm and then drove her car, with her daughter in the backseat.
Oprah's reaction was classic. "I don't even know what to say to that."
Do you know why Oprah, the queen of talk, had nothing to say? Because Oprah looked like she wanted to throw that bitch down on the floor right there and beat the shit out of her. So did I, Oprah. So did I.
Stupid ass bitch muthafucker. It's okay for you to throw your life away, but don't drag innocent victims down with you. That includes your crotch candy.


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