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Current Events => The DUmpster => Topic started by: Tess Anderson on October 02, 2014, 06:44:23 PM
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http://www.democraticunderground.com/1018672152
So she complains the grandkid was contagious, then goes into work and spreads her cold around?
Thu Oct 2, 2014, 12:14 AM
Raven (11,257 posts)
I don't do this often, but I need
a pity party. Lola, the famous grand daughter who is perfect, got a little cold and that became a big cold in her grand mother. I worked a 12 hour day today and tomorrow I know I'm going to see a little fresh faced little girl who has no clue about what she has wrought on me. These damn little bugs are killing me!
::)
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Enterovirus 68? :whistling:
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Famous granddaughter? :wtf2:
Look, I know most people are proud of their kids & grandkids, but that is JUST a touch of hyperbole.
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Enterovirus 68? :whistling:
24 hour ebola... not sure if those are business hours.
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Mama Raven's "cold" is just an excuse for her to load up on her favorite "tonic"- equal parts hot maple syrup and rye whisky.
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Poor old beat up DUmmy Raven Jane, having wallduded herself out of that cushy "planning director" job for the little Masshole town of Rindge, NH, now claims to be working 12 hour days, to support herself, her drunken son, his tattooed bride, and their whelp.
I guess she's following Amber's career path, clerking a "convenient store" or working a call center.
Anyway, good for her, trudging along as she reaches her seventies, and good for the tattooed bride, clerking in a retail store while suffering from some alleged nerve disease.
All the while, the drunken Bill Pitt has yet to support himself for a single day of his adult life.
The real loser in all this is the whelp.
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Poor old beat up DUmmy Raven Jane, having wallduded herself out of that cushy "planning director" job for the little Masshole town of Rindge, NH, now claims to be working 12 hour days, to support herself, her drunken son, his tattooed bride, and their whelp.
Remember Coach's first Rule of DUmmies.
DUmmies lie; all the time, DUmmies lie.
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Epstein Barr Legionnaire's disease.
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Poor old beat up DUmmy Raven Jane, having wallduded herself out of that cushy "planning director" job for the little Masshole town of Rindge, NH, now claims to be working 12 hour days, to support herself, her drunken son, his tattooed bride, and their whelp.
I guess she's following Amber's career path, clerking a "convenient store" or working a call center.
Anyway, good for her, trudging along as she reaches her seventies, and good for the tattooed bride, clerking in a retail store while suffering from some alleged nerve disease.
All the while, the drunken Bill Pitt has yet to support himself for a single day of his adult life.
The real loser in all this is the whelp.
He does have his co authored $2.99 ebook which is currently number 100,577 on the Amazon best seller list.
After divvying up the proceeds he may have had enough for a quart of Boones Farm fine wine. :)
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Poor old beat up DUmmy Raven Jane...now claims to be working 12 hour days, to support herself, her drunken son, his tattooed bride, and their whelp.
...Thus breaking entirely new ground for any living Pitt to whom she is directly related.
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Enterovirus 68? :whistling:
One can only hope....and then she passes it on to her worthless son....and then they both die in agony.
Being DUmbasses it's what they truly deserve.
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The real loser in all this is the whelp.
Poor kid. Isn't he her primary care taker? That's scary.
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He does have his co authored $2.99 ebook which is currently number 100,577 on the Amazon best seller list.
After divvying up the proceeds he may have had enough for a quart of Boones Farm fine wine.
Maybe. Previously, when the drunken Pitt would "write" a "book", his mother would have to pay a vanity house to print up a minimum number of copies, maybe 500 or so. Then she would stack cartons of "books" in her garage until paying someone to take them to a landfill.
Now Amazon has a deal for untalented vanity writers like the drunken Pitt. They pay a small fee to be listed on Amazon, but no books are actually printed until customers buy and pay for them. Then Amazon takes a big cut and the "author" gets a few cents. The technology allows a very quick turnaround, and no one is stuck with an inventory of crappy writing.
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Maybe. Previously, when the drunken Pitt would "write" a "book", his mother would have to pay a vanity house to print up a minimum number of copies, maybe 500 or so. Then she would stack cartons of "books" in her garage until paying someone to take them to a landfill.
Now Amazon has a deal for untalented vanity writers like the drunken Pitt. They pay a small fee to be listed on Amazon, but no books are actually printed until customers buy and pay for them. Then Amazon takes a big cut and the "author" gets a few cents. The technology allows a very quick turnaround, and no one is stuck with an inventory of crappy writing.
It's an illustration of all those old jokes and sayings about there being a good and bad side to everything. Print-on-demand is a good thing, but then the bad side is that authors like Pitt starve to death more slowly than they used to do.
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It's an illustration of all those old jokes and sayings about there being a good and bad side to everything. Print-on-demand is a good thing, but then the bad side is that authors like Pitt starve to death more slowly than they used to do.
Who cares as long as they still starve to death. :-)
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One can only hope....and then she passes it on to her worthless son....and then they both die in agony.
Being DUmbasses it's what they truly deserve.
Anybody else I would have said no. The Pittstains? Well H5 Zathra!!! :cheersmate: