I am an elderly woman.
-"God love her"
-"Wee darlin'"
-"Poor wee thing"
Etc., etc. I say these things. That's the kind of cunt I am these days. I have my reasons. Wee Chub-Chub is sick. She's got diarrhea, poor wee thing. God love her.
She breaks your heart. I want her to get better. She is grand though. She still has her wee obsessions with buttons and colours. She is a trooper. Wee darlin'.
I have to go to work now. Fuck that. I want to stay with the wee Chub and make her day better.
For she always makes mine.
God love me.
Poor wee thing.
Monday, May 3, 2010
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Get well soon Chub -chub. My mas down at the novena as we speak.
ReplyDeleteThanks Mojo! She is better now.
ReplyDeleteI sent my ma down too- they can double up, combine psychic forces and novenate for the wee fella too. There's a mountain ahead, though...