Thursday, May 07, 2009
A note to Miss J's ex: please go fuck yourself
I'm sure you will all agree with me when you find out why.
Awhile back, many of you admired the brains and writing talent of guest blogger Miss J, who is a big feminist and an awesome person.
Unfortunately we found out this week that she married a big asshole.
Miss J's soon-to-be-ex-husband has not only been screwing around with one of her friends, in their apartment, while she was at work and school (oh yes - he's unemployed), but it turns out he also has a big coke problem.
And he's totally unapologetic. He told her that he had nothing to say for himself. Well, bucko, I have plenty of things I'd like to say to you.
According to the former friend, it's Miss J's fault because "she wasn't making him happy."
Well you know what? Fuck him and the whore he's screwing. Miss J is a strong person and she will get through this - she already told him that she will look back on the day she kicked him out as the best day of her life - but in the meantime, needless to say, it sucks.
AND he took the car.
I don't know how many of you read Pheromone Girl's post about Elizabeth Edwards, but I think this behavior is almost equally as low.
Anyhow - I have some advice for you, fuckhead: Go stick your dick in a vat of muriatic acid before you do more damage with it.
The next time you and your whore go snort coke, I hope you get powdered sugar instead. Then I hope you get the nastiest allergic reaction ever, and feel more miserable than a slug in a salt mine.
I hope, when you exit rehab, that you feel so fucking guilty that you will never get over it. Ever.
I hope Miss J follows through on her promise to tell everyone at home back in California what a low life sack of shit you are and that you never live this down.
Finally, in case you don't stick your dick in a vat of muriatic acid, I hope you become impotent.