Blacklisted


I'll be dipped in Jesus' shit, I think the Christian site I'm way OCD about broke the fuck up with me. I am hoppin' fuckin' mad. That's not right. It's the holidays. Either you break up with someone a month before Thanksgiving or after the first week of January. That's a break-up rule. Not to mention the fact that it's very anti-Christian. What if I was on the road to redemption?! What about my soul? Has she no interest in salvaging that?! Mother fucker.

Comments

Madam Z said…
Katie, YOU KICK ASS! I love you!!
5:32 PM
Anonymous said…
"...What if I was(were?) on the road to redemption?!..."

You are, my little lamb of the flock, this is only a minor speed bump(a hindrance to speeding created by a crosswise ridge in the surface of a roadway)in your otherwise fruitful journey to the bosom of he who walks on water, but only in the winter.
6:13 PM
Fran said…
Who did this to you? I will go kick their asses.
4:57 AM
Cup said…
Where on the Web do these Christians mofos exist?
10:11 AM
Writeprocrastinator said…
It's just as well, what did Groucho say about "any club that would have me?"

All right, fair is fair, they can't join the Katie Club. Obviously they are lacking the necessary intelligence and compassion.
5:39 PM
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