Yes, I Am Crazy

Well, there's no question about this. I do not claim to be stable nor have I in years. It took me a long time to come to grips with insanity, but I'm ok with it now. Oh and I don't take the meds, so yes, I am a powder keg, who does not give a fuck. Just letting you know, especially you fucktards that try to come on my porch and ask me what is my purpose as a woman. It's to shoot you square in the eye, asshole. Fuck off! Oh and by the way, consider yourself a dumbass for even asking! Go away Dick Masterson lickers...


66 comments:

Paula said...

Oh, whew! I'm glad it's you. I was worried there for a minute. ;)

Anonymous said...

Amen Sistah and be glad Im not on the meds because I can actually be in trip mode on those fuckin Anti-D's...that is a warning!

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Miz UV, nothing but the unadulterated "Mz. Insane." I knew you'd understand.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Woogie, Don't I know it. They flip me out and make me as agitated as a porcupine with a skin condition, just can't scratch that itch, ya know?

Anonymous said...

Yeah and if that was only the least of it! yanno?

Jonathan said...

I've been told that I have multiple personality disorder. But I don't believe that, and neither do I.

:-D

Anonymous said...

What does one have to do to be part of the dirty bitch society? As i'd rather beling to the bitch society rather than the dirty bastards society. The dirty Flamers society would be an option too.

Love the new site & layout.

Anonymous said...

Neither do I!

Anonymous said...

You mean Dickhead Master of smegma is still fuckin with you? It's been days since I been by. Well now... ain't he just the dicks' meow.

AntiD's? BUIAAAACK! I'd rather recall the time I tried to bang Placidils than to recall the time I tried to get used to that shit called Lexapro.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

woogie, when I was on Interferon, they had me so doped up because I became homicidal. I'd go in to my psych and just go off about the motherfuckin uncivilized mother fuckers in prison (BTW mother fucker is the word of the day for me)and she'd put me on more and more shit. Then, when I started to refuse the meds, they threatened me w/the hole. I had CO's come looking for me to make me go to Medline. Then as soon as I could get off them, I did but the homicidal tendancies are always there, lol! I'll have to write about those fuckers.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Jonathan, my own mother used to yell at me that I had a split personality. We never agreed with her. The audacity, ya know?

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Frog Darling, I have waited patiently for you to come by, consider it done. You know I love you and if anybody can be a dirty bitch, when needed, I just have faith in you. Welcome to the Society.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Brotherray, yea, they left a comment and I deleted all pissed off. It was not the first and may not be the last from those bozo's. Obviously, we intimidate them, so they feel the need to put us in our place. Ain't happenin and this is one woman that'll put 'em on their knees begging for mercy. You know as well as I do, that once you are handed a death sentence, sometimes you just don't give a fuck, come what may. But I have always lived my life this way. I will go the distance. People talk shit but will they follow through?

Sterculian Rhetoric said...

"...what is my purpose as a woman..."
Your purpose as a woman is no different than your purpose would be if you were a man.

To maximise the amount of your DNA which you can contribute to the future gene pool. After all, are we not merely survival machines for our true masters - Our DNA?

DirtyBitchSociety said...

SR, Well, there's the answer. How paramount is that? I have to wonder if they are all asexual, mindless swipes and I do not understand their line of thinking. Now, I can understand their disgust with the bimbo's and such. There's uselessness in both sexes but they fail to see this. But for those of us, who are just fine in our own skin, they do not make sense. Thank you for that point to ponder and it's so good to hear from you!

Anonymous said...

Take your fucking DNA and shove it up your arse Stupid Ribonucleic (SR)Boy.
My purpose is to milk you for all your precious bodily fluids and dance upon your grave when you are finally desiccated.

And maybe see if I can arrange for Donny Osmond to perform selected passages from Ozzie Osbourne's greatest hits as the pallbearers lower your transparent coffin containing your feculent form, hands gnarled and deformed by years of onanistic self-abuse and your face frozen in a permanent rictal girn.
Oh how I shall laugh!

Sterculian Rhetoric said...

Good to be back, DBS. Actually it is not good to be back in this hicktown in which I must inhabit. Punishment for my previous crimes against nature. How was I to know, me a city boy, that she was an heifer? She looked the picture of a mature milker to me!

The DNA is a cruel mistress indeed.

Anonymous said...

Babs, I still can't believe you did mother fucking old interferon inside. Still blows my mind. The new improved pegylated shit made me homicidal. The hole and interferon? No (word of the way) mother fucking way.

I love your stories!

SR, it is good to see you. You understand things about bitches. And even better, you have that brilliant kind of DNA, which - at this point - makes me ponder: taste difference. Is there any?

Anonymous said...

Holy shit SR - that vagina with fangs just tore yo ass up!

Sterculian Rhetoric said...

Brotherray,
I've been told I am a tad salty with a texture not unlike oysters on the half.
Great for doing Tequila shots.

Sterculian Rhetoric said...

brotherray - I do not fear the "Toothy One" She be all sugar and spice when it comes time for her servicing.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, do I detect somebody needs a drink or high colonic gin n tonic? Now, c'mere and tell me all about it and have a drink with me. We'll have a few drinks and you can get it all out...

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, PS, Donny Osmond? How cruel, your fangs are showing but you must tell me all about it. I will polish them for you, while you let down your hair and tell me the whole unabridged story. Hold nothing back, please?

Anonymous said...

Ha!
He knows which side his butter is breaded on.

A drink would be nice. I like Slings, how about you?

Anonymous said...

To which story are we referring, my little dental hygienist?

DirtyBitchSociety said...

SR, I live the same Groundhog Day myself. My only hope is the sale of my book, hopefully next year. At that point, I will take my Black Irish/Sioux Indian ass, somewhere off the map and drink copious amounts of something yummy and stay up half the night writing the next book. This is my only hope.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

SR, you are extremely fortunate to be able to escape often enough to enlighten me with your stories. I have not traveled in so long and am content right now, just enjoying your stories of abroad. Am I living vicariously through you? Maybe?

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Brotherray, it was some nasty shit, let me tell you. I went off the deep end for six months. Most of my hair fell out and turned copper red. I could have easily copped a new charge, if I had the energy to kill, as I thought of, constantly and would even dream about. Very heinous thoughts. I did turn rather racist for a minute.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, Slings? Mudslingers?

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, I drink vodka and iced tea, if I am home. If I go out, I usually drink shots of crown royal. But if I am among the pretentious pricks which free range around here, I'll try to behave and drink like the Lady, I am not. Yes, I can pretend and do clean up, rather well but deep down, I just can not help being a down n dirty scoundrel.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, you talk and I'll listen. First question; do you have a love/hate relationship with men, as I do? Obviously, you are a dirty bitch, I love it! Are you also Bi?

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, I'll tell you I am, so you will see my line of fire?

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, how'd you know about the dream I had of being the dental hygienist? Who told you? I had a dream I was a GYN/DH and had to remove teeth from the patient. But she had some wicked incisors in her cooch. Very scary.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, Singapore Slings? It's been 20+ year since I've had one but maybe it's time to break that bad habit. Now, c'mon, I'll go get all the stuff and we'll do this right, OK?

Anonymous said...

DBS - I had sling recently at the Raffles Long Bar in Singapore, where it was invented.
I have ESP when it comes to anything remotely resembling GYN.

Normally it is the male that dreams of the dentrified cave of mystery, Freudian Castration Complex, so the Patriarchy tells me.
Bi-sexual? Possibly, but I like to think of myself as Isosexual.
Slings are all that makes life worth living.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, that sounds rather tasty. ESP in the GYN area, eh? That is certainly amusing. I have a filthy mind, you must know that too then? Yes, I don't know why I had that dream but I often have medical dreams as I was so knee deep in it. I studied and studied byt addictions took me down. I have conquered the worst of it but do have a drink, here and there a few nights a week. I'm due so would find it pleasant to try the Sling again.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, in addition, it must be nice to have been able to say that you've had a sling in Singapore. Possibly, soon I may travel a bit. I look forward to it. Before, I hated to travel, possibly because my children fought the whole way. But now they're grown and gone and it's time for the high life.

Anonymous said...

To travel with children? Dope the little feckers! 1 mg Ativan (Lorazepam) does the trick.
My comrades in S.E. Asia smoked opium to get by. Writing profanity and drinking Slings is safer.
I travel as I have no children who would hold me back. I have nothing to hold me here in North America. The opposite actually, I hate snow.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD,unbeknownst to me, my ex would have my kids drink kool-aid before we left. It'd be laced with Sominex. I found this out years later. My kids recalled hating when Dad made kool-aid as it was always bitter at the bottom.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, I had smoked opium before I went on sabbatical and was not impressed. it made me quite lethargic and I can see why the usual or traditional way of smoking was to lay down.
My drug of choice was heroin, of course. I only did a bag at a time and it usually gave me get up and go. If I did more than that, I'd nod. I'll have enough time to sleep, once I'm dead. But I must agree, slings are safer.
Speaking of snow, I lived outside of Buffalo, well, from the time I was 17, on and off till I moved to Pittsburgh and then here on the Island. I can do the snow in Buffalo, it's dry. The snow here is dreadful and slushy, nasty stuff and just like D.C., it stops everything. I used to hate the heat but it is my goal to move somewhere warm, once I am able.

Anonymous said...

Hmmm, Sominex? Not cool. I was kidding. Although babies should be 'put down' before boarding aircraft. Potasium chloride works fine. It also melts snow at a colder temperature than salt and is enviromentally friendly to boot!
Heroin is an opiate, discovered by the Bayer Aspirin folks by the way.
I can not count how amny times I put the lethargic asses of my coworkers to bed after an evening of opium. Opium, though supposedly illegal in Lao PDR, is cheap and plentifull. Cheaper than booze! All cafes provide Extra Happy Pizza for anyone. Pizza laced with both THC and opium.
A Backpackers heaven Lao PDR is.
I did some schooling at Carnegie Mellon, lived off Fifth Avenue in Shadyside.
Barfalo is famous for snow amongst we Torontonians.

"Yins goin' Dahn Tahn Picksburg to see da Stillers?"

Anonymous said...

It is warm in S.E. Asia And cheap!
And they love the Western folk, even in Vietnam.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, you're kidding. I worked in Shadyside and had three employees who were CM students. That's a school, only for the gifted. Do you know where Ellsworth is, in Shadyside? I was the GM for the Bagel Factory.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, yes, they have their own language, do they not? Hah! Yins goin DunTun? Long Islanders are really hard to understand sometimes. They have a mix of Bronx and something unnameable.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, we must travel! Of course, I'll need a seedy section tour.

Anonymous said...

"...I'll need a seedy section tour. ..."

Is there any other kind? We'll start on the Falklands Road in Mumbai! Don't get much seedier than that. The hookers pay you there!

Ellsworth? Rings a bell. I lived at 612 Copeland Street and had a part time job in Blawnox. Never did eat a bagel down there though - too busy trying to protect myself from the giardia in the water supply.

Anonymous said...

CM is only for the gifted?
Who'd a thunk it?

Anonymous said...

Nothing beats coming out of the Fort Pitt tunnel onto the bridge at The Point at night.
Yes?
Except maybe viewing the Taj Mahal or Machu Pichu in the morning that is.

Sterculian Rhetoric said...

Who are you kidding VD?
You're lucky if you get to the local 7-11 - next door - to get a pack of Luckys ya lazy cunt.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, yes dirty downtrodden and deviant travels.
Now, Copeland is right off Ellsworth. You lived not far from where my house was on 319 Amber St. If you look on the map, I could have walked to where you lived. I was in the half-way house, a mansion right across from Shadyside Hospital. Small world, eh?

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Yes, CM is most certainly for the brighter of bright. I trained 3 students and was surprised, despite the fact that these employees of mine, had such high SAT scores, two of them, had very little common sense. They were brilliant, once they were trained but they had to be intensely taken by the hand and point by point shown the methodology of the situation. Who'da thunk that, huh?

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, the 'burgh at night, with all it's lit bridges and so on is awesome. There's not too much to write home about there but that was quite breathtaking. Did you notice how absurd their streets and highways seemed? I mean, you're riding along and suddenly for no good reason, the street runs out. I worked on the Strip, when I first arrived in Pitt and they just love their one way streets. Like in Oakland, through Pitt U, to downtown is a nightmare to get through. I really hated working in Oakland, right down from Pitt and Children's Hospital.It was ludicrous to plan anything but a 45 minute ride to go just a few short miles.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

VD, PS but I am not known for my patience.

Jonathan said...

VD,

Singapore sling...excellent choice.

I did some bartending in college. Made money, met girls, got laid a lot...it was a win-win. I still mix 'em up from time to time, and no one does it better. My watermelon margarita (patent pending) is da bomb.

Anonymous said...

Jonathan, watermelon, eh, I could drink me some mofokin watermelon. Never had one. Yes, I am a virgin. Spent too much time drinkin whiskey w/the fellas to enjoy a nice fruity drink. I'll be over tonite, look out, the women are here to do some drinkin!

Jonathan said...

DBS, living here in FL, it's darned near required by law for a mixologist such as myself to be able to mix tropical frozen drinks (specifically daiquiris and margaritas) in a minimum of three different flavors. My best ones are the aforementioned watermelon margarita, as well as mango 'ritas and papaya-guava ritas.

I mixed one up a few years ago for Valentine's Day that had a chocolate-covered-cherry flavor, with a white chocolate "shotglass" filled with amaretto dropped into the drink. Screw modesty, I have to say I really outdid myself on that one.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Jonathan, I aspire to sell my book and spend the rest of my natural born life, on your patio, I mean drinking fresh n fruity drinks, like you mentioned. I want to stay up half the night and sleep all morning, which is something I've not been able to do in about 12 years.If I come to Fl., which I most assuredly am, will you make me a yummy drink?

Jonathan said...

I want to stay up half the night and sleep all morning

I can't promise that...I aim for staying up all night and sleeping all morning.

will you make me a yummy drink?

"Drink" implies only one, as opposed to multiple. :-)

Anonymous said...

Jonathan, you are such a tease. You're lucky I realize that I'm 48 and and and a Grandma!

Jonathan said...

You're lucky I realize that I'm 48 and and and a Grandma!

Getting older sure beats the alternative, doesn't it?

Age hasn't ever been a factor to me. Spring Break '94 in Panama City Beach, I (as a sprite 22-year-old college kid) did manage a vertical (and horizontal and perpendicular) encounter with a 42-year-old bartender. Holy shizit, what a fond memory that was (I'd like to think for the both of us).

Oh, well...time marches on. :-)

Anonymous said...

Jonathan, yes, I suppose it beats a blank, although some mornings, it's debatable, huh? At any age, right?

Your going with an older woman was simply your generous heart, your love for your fellow man, spilling over. I need a generous man, lol!

Jonathan said...

Your going with an older woman was simply your generous heart

Yeah, my hard can be generous sometimes. Wait, you said "heart"? My bad.

your love for your fellow man,

Hey now, I don't swing THAT way!

spilling over.

Well, something was spilling over that night! LOL!

I need a generous man, lol!

Well, I'm a tight ass. OK, only literally, not figuratively. :-)

Anonymous said...

Jonathan, where were you just 10 short years ago, when I was still raising hell and linin 'em up? Well, that's a lie, I was monogamous then, 10 yrs. ago. What a waste of time, damn. But, if I'd met a man like you, I'd have to serve you dinner in bed every night, cut your toenails for you, massage your back...

Anonymous said...

Jonathan ps, you make me want to do my life all over, hah!

Jonathan said...

you make me want to do you all over the place, hah!

Cool! ;-)

Yes, I bastardized your words. So sue me!

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Jonathan, you can bastardize me all over the place. Where the hell have you been all my life? You will make some lucky woman, very happy. You tell her to treat you right or I'll come calling, I promise!