Friday, July 16, 2010

Dear Staring Girl

Dear Girl at the Dr’s Office,

Don’t effing stare at me! Your droopy crack whore eyes make me want to vomit.

You’ve already made me uncomfortable by letting your boyfriend put his hand on your back and rubbing it in a slightly sexual way while waiting to check in for your prenatal appointment. I don’t need you to stare at me when I’m reading or talking to my husband and I most certainly do not need you to watch me like a hawk after you know I just had to pee in a cup and that’s embarrassing and uncomfy enough. You bitch.

If I see you at my next baby appointment I’m going to slap the purple, drug fiend look right off your face.

A fellow Preggo


Deals, Steals and Heels said...

HAAA!!!!!! "droopy crack whore eyes" = stellar. crack whore is my favorite insult ever!!

Raquel said...

@Deals- I am soooo going to bring my camera and take a picute of her if she's there and post it. Maybe then she'll quit effing staring.


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