Happy Monday, chil’rens...!

A bitch’s sister’s bitchday…err, birthday…was Sunday! C-Money, who shall always be older than this bitch, was treated to breakfast (cheesy eggs, fried potatoes and bacon) and dinner (beast, broccoli and chocolate cake)!

Oh, and of course several vodka crans (2 cubes ice, copious amounts of vodka followed by cran)!

Happy birthday C-Money…you are and forevah will be the shit!

ABB’s Fan Community Update…
A bitch took her chil’ren’s pleas to the fan community over at LiveJournal. The fan community will be open to new members, but you must be or become a LiveJournal user (you can join for free) and it is a moderated membership. A bitch will do a separate post with details once a certain live journal fan instructs my ass on how this shit works!

On a much lighter note...
This bitch ended my boycott of the Today Show this morning. My ass feels strongly that they need monitoring…oh, and they are so generous with material for this bitch's blog. After a touching tribute to the late and great Peter Jennings, Katie reverted to shrillish form…

Give me an A! Give me a B! And another B! What's that spell? ABB! Yeah!!!!!
Katie was a cheerleader, so it came as no surprise that she latched her cloven hooves onto the Cheerleaders Help Capture Hit and Run Driver story out of Michigan. What was surprising was how very lame and uninspiring the cheerleaders where. Wake the fuck up and give me some fucking spirit, bitches! The head cheerbitch had all the energy of a long time glue sniffer. Is a bitch asking too much? The entire exchange finally came to an end with the pride of Lincoln High chanting a hit and run suspect's fucking plate number on national television!

Katie, extra nasal and suspiciously full lipped…"See, cheerleading does come in handy! Thanks girls!”

Seriously, my ass is not making this shit up. Lawd, give a bitch strength…

You’ve got to be joking…!
Y’all remember that Michael Jackson trial? You know the one. It seems that two of the jurors, who are writing books and closing movie deals, are now expressing regret for the not guilty verdict they gave Michael. A bitch has composed the following brief note to them…

Dear Michael Jackson Jurors,
Fuck you! Fuck you to heaven and hell and back to earth again! This bitch thinks you are the very definition of slime! Yes, my ass means you.

You are slime because you are trying to profit from what you willingly express was most likely the violation and sexual exploitation of a child. Basically, you are the literary equivalent of the web site operator who distributes child porn. You sick, money hungry, evil assed shits!

You are slime because you are now expressing reservations about a verdict you had the power to influence. Did a fellow juror assault you? Were you threatened? Show us your bruises. The beauty of being a juror is the power of one…or did the judge not instruct you properly? See, if you had held out it would have been a hung jury and they may have tried Michael again. If you really felt he was guilty, that’s what you should have done. Now, he can never face these charges again! Yeah! Way to go! Fuckers.

Finally, you are slime because you have the audacity to show your money hungry profiting from molestation asses on television. Shame on you for failing to fulfill your duties as jurors! Shame on you for seeking to profit from the alleged violation of children! And shame on you for being shameless.

Fuckers!