Pardon Lil Sister


This is a re-post from Babs Bitchin. I placed it here to lure Old Knudsen, from Old Bitter Balls, my Da. He's posted about Gingers and I want him to pardon lil Sister before he annihilates and rids the world of them all. Please have mercy, look at the angelic face, Da!
Old Knudsen


Lil' Sister's Got Legs!

Look At Little Sister



I went to an appointment in Hauppauge, today. It was raining so hard. The Office building, I'd gone to and was at for about an hour, had no heat. They were working on it. In the meantime, I think I left my nipples on the floor, somewhere in that building. They froze the fuck off. I ran to my car, as I was leaving, not even thinking about using the remote start. It was even colder in the car of course.

It's just one of those days, good only for staying under the blankets and watching old flix or having sex to the max, maybe watching some XXX. It's only good for ex's and if he was here, I'd bone him just to get warm, fuck me running!

So, I'm driving home freezing my ass off and I hit every red light, the whole way. Maybe I was just impatient but I began to think about the whole red light program. Now, the town I had to drive through to get home, is 4 lanes, two in each direction and very narrow. There's constantly somebody turning as it's a whole strip of stores and plaza's. They have a traffic light about every 50 feet. You get through one and then have to stop. You get going and have to stop at the very next one, just a few short feet away. What fuckin' bozo brainless old stoner designed this? It's not just this town, it's everywhere, at least across the Eastern Seaboard.

Is there a prerequisite that to be a Traffic Light Engineer Programmer you have to have burned all your brain cells back in the 70's smokin' a bong with wine in it and ice cubes? Do they all have to have dropped so many hits of acid, seen so many trails from it and be able to describe it all, to get the job? I mean really, I do not understand the whole concept. How is it, that I am able to see this and nobody else? For real? Why don't they have the whole strip go at once and then they all turn red to let the opposing traffic go. Then, they all turn green again for the length of the strip? All that stop and go not only eats your ass up and makes people become Road Ragin, killin' machines but it burns up gas. It's not good for your car and makes no sense. Now, I don't aspire to be genius so, maybe one of you geniuses can explain, why it's as it is?

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I walked in the door, put on some espresso and turn on the radio. The Announcer says, "That's right, we're having our annual," Mastectomy's Sale," and they go on about all the good deals you'll get when you go there to buy natural feel inserts and you can get fitted for the new Naturalizer Bra, which looks and feels real. I wonder if they sell new nipples...
Then, I heard this song on the radio. For a long time, years ago, when it first came out, I would have swore he was singing, "Yaba daba doo." Actually, he was saying, "I would die for you." It takes a big butt woman, to admit when she's been a dumbass, huh?

15 comments:

brotherray said...

OMG this is the best shit. Your Lil Sis & SRV & Prince! I remember that pic of her with that garden tool in her hand - beautiful and lookin like she was read to kick someone's ass.

And remember that dream you had about her?

You are killin' me! hahahaha HELL YEAH Lil' Sister!

Eyebee said...

Interesting Post. What a gorgeous girl in the pic. Also I perked up when I read about big butts! Yummy!

That Stevie Ray Vaughan Track, is absolutely one of my all-time favorites - one of my "Desert Island Discs"

Old Knudsen said...

So many of my children trying to get my attention now I know why God gave up.

I have observed the evidence put forth for yer sister's case and it wasn't easy but I managed to get her pardoned with the ginger concession act of 1883.

Just remember if you get hurt in an accident and you think you can blame someone else and get money out of them, I will fight for you.

Old Knudsen said...

Besides I had to pardon her, you'd keel me and also she made my trousers feel tight.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Brotherray, SRV lives on, don't he? Yea, my sis hated that pic of her with that "Tomahawk" as she called it. I thought is was classic. She's a fiery wench, I'll tell you but she rarely steps on my toes. When she does, she quickly corrects it. But I respect her too and don't go out of my way to stir a fire, right?

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Eyebee, She's a Princess though, you'd better make 6 figures to garner her attention. I am the exact opposite, go figure. Yes, big bottom girls make the world go round, huh?

SRV would be on my list too, for sure!

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Old Knudsen, I am so pleased you found it in your heart, to plead her case and to pardon her. She does have Scots blood, coursing through her veins, you must've spotted it, the Irish part, over look. William Wallace Myers, my grandda, would thank you too.
Sorry about the tight pants, at least you know things are still alive, eh?

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Old Knudsen, I am in awe of your respect for a fellow keeler. I could never keel you unless you drew first blood.I respect you too much.

jungle jane said...

The red lights are programmed to make you stop at every light. This is so that you burn more fuel and exhaust fumes and contribute to global warming. This is turn will reduce the coldness in your office, so really when you think about it, it's all good...

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Jungle Jane, it is a whole conspiracy, I've just figured out why yet, except for the big oil companies want us to burn fuel, true story. Huh?

Chris said...

I must say DB, that she is a rather attractive woman, just my type in fact. Woo Yay it's Friday.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Chris, well, you're up early, eh? Then again, I don't know what time it is where you are? I live w/my lil sis and my nephew has been jumping carrying on since 3:30am, lil shit. It's a conspiracy to kill me slowly, I think? Yes, my sister got all the looks, I got all the evil.
TGIF

Chris said...

I'm in London DB, but yeh I do get up bloody early :) you mentioned a hit counter for my blog, if you could help on that it wouuld be great :)

Dirty Bitch Society said...

Chris, you can either click on my counter and follow the prompts or email me tonight and I can walk you through it. If you click on my counter here or any of my other oages, follow the instruct and then go into your Add A Page Element and then click on add HTML code. You will copy and paste that code in the box. Then you can drag and drop those columns, i.e. your archives, about me and so on, if you want the counter on the bottom. You can also do this for my site meter, the colored cube. Click on it and set up an acct. Off to work, in a minute but will be home later.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Chris, are you from London? Do you like it there? I do want to visit some day soon. Meet my at a coffee shop, ok?