Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Hey, Let's Have 18 Fucking Kids and Make a Show About it!

What is the deal lately with women that want to turn their vagina's into clown cars? For Christ's sake, stop that! John and Kate, the Octomom, the idiots on 18 Kids and Counting... Are these people retarded? How can it be a wonderful experience for a woman to push a six or seven pound object through the most tender and precious part of her anatomy EIGHT FUCKING TIMES!?

And where do these fuckers work? How can that twit John afford to have eight goddamn kids? Christ, isn't he emasculated enough as it is being forced to raise a brood of whiny brats, but to slave away at a job just to keep clothes on the little fuckers backs and food in their stomachs... The guy has had to have looked at a bridge and imagined jumping off at least a few times in his life.

But now John and Kate are getting a divorce. And sooner or later John's going to have to start kicking in that child support, and I'm sure that vicious bitch Kate won't let him skate off without cutting her some alimony. After all, she'll tell the judge that she can't possibily work, she can't possibly hold a job, because she's has EIGHT FUCKING KIDS to care for. So, Johnny will be relagated to a dingy, one bedroom apartment while Kate and her massive snatch will have a nice big house all to their lonesome.

Pathetic.

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