Backstory: This was mom’s rant about her bosses the day she quit her job at the local newspaper.
I told my boss he was a soul-less suit and walked out. He’s such a tool. He has his head so far up Nancy’s ass and she’s just an old, bitchy, dried-out-uterus hag!
Good for Mom! I bet she felt better after that.
I just hope she hasn’t burnt any bridges she will later need.
January 6, 2009 at 9:19 pm
Obviously, it’s me–it took at least 15 seconds for me to stop trying to decipher the nature of a “uterus hag”–and you totally have the hyphens in the right place! Stupid holiday vaca! Go, Mom!
January 8, 2009 at 5:08 pm