A Final Note
To my aunt & progeny (and uncle too, if he’s so inclined to include himself):
Very simple – if you so hate being related to me, what business is it of yours to keep coming into my blog to read whatever I have to say? The fact that you do and then go and make snide comments in your own spaces speaks volumes of you more than it does about me. I can only conclude one thing: it’s not so much that you care about the subject, much less that you give a flying fuck about what I think – I think you like the freaking gossip. You like the crisis. You like to be able to be self righteous about something. Just like Grandma did. So it proves my point in the previous post. Feel better now?
So, one last message: FUCK. THE. HELL. OFF!!!
