KILLER High Speed Shit Storm

Tuesday, August 30th, 2005 | Uncategorized

Well not for lack of trying, but my mother is still not dead, err mayhaps a reword:

Katrina (AKA: big bad bible thumping bitch with a bad attitude), decided to turn our own little modern day Saddam /Gomorrah into one big ol’ toilet for her fat ass.

Well New Orleans is to damn big to flush down any toilet I have ever seen. So the damn bowl got clogged. Causing high speed shit to start drifting all over the city (and no, I was not referring to the locals).

I mean a KILLER high speed shit storm is no way to go (especially if you have to go surrounded by southerners).

She could of at least plunged the damn bowl when she was done to clean up. The fact that she didn’t made it not just a coon-ass problem, but a world problem. Ya see she not only fuged up New Orleans, but also the Gulf. She put 95% of our Gulf oil refineries out of business (where we get at least 25% of our shiznit), and made our already nasty ass gas prices get worse.

Gas today cost 30 cents more than it did yesterday!!! I want the death penalty enacted for Katrina. Hell since it’s down south and they are still fighting the civil war (nobody told them they lost), perhaps they can just hang her.

That would solve a lot of problems, and would prevent people from having to shoot holes in their ceilings with shotguns to get to the roof (true story), to wait for a boat that can paddle through the floaters to pick them up.

Now, I admit my own mother was not in her right mind when she decided to move to an inbreeding colony, using weather as one of the reasons WHY. I mean it only took me an hour in the [below sea level] state of Louisiana to hate it. I can’t imagine actually living there. I mean yes, it would be somewhat quaint for a couple months to know you are the most intelligent person within a couple hundred miles of your home, but that would wear thin.

Well as far as her current status goes (lives in walker, north of baton rouge a ways), she still seems ok. Some of Katrina’s bad breath has made it’s way up there, but it has only caused my mom to acquire a few new trophies that have made way to her backyard.

Still, I am none to impressed….. These problems / disasters could have been averted or at least managed, but cajuns are the laziest SISFO’s (think mofo, only southern…. just think about it…. ) on the planet, so EVERYTHING takes longer in Lousiana.

Just lynch that fat biatch, and call a plumbert ya bloody coonass’~!

-A Yank

               

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