Polissa Snow / CatLadyPolissa / SouthernCatLady1983 / PolissaCampbellArt / Campbells Home for Wayward Cats and Josh Campbell / Wade Parker - E begging munchie Artist, Renaissance Woman, Cat Lady 🖖 and her hot headed husband that collectively killed over 30 animals. One has a 20 year old yeast infection, another shits in bags

[toilet_rainbow]

At last, actual content!

I'm not up to transcribing at the moment, but will do it tomorrow if no one else does it first. Just know one thing:

Polissa's most prized possession is a Popples pillow. say that five times fast

 

[Dnein]

At last, actual content!


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I'm not up to transcribing at the moment, but will do it tomorrow if no one else does it first. Just know one thing:

Polissa's most prized possession is a Popples pillow. say that five times fast

Fuck, I've had to see this same act from my Polly clone, shit is like flashbacks. These people are incapable of comprehending responsibility or learning. I wonder how many times this step dad asked her and her mother to clean. How many months of begging before this event. Dude probably saw this future, filthy forever child looming and tried to intervene. Maybe he did it wrong, but take responsibility for your damned self.

Polly, it's been decades. Whatever he did (besides whisper bene gesserit spells and try to get a child to clean?), using it as a reason you live in filth STILL is a joke. Look around, try to find a single human without some childhood issue or trauma. All those people moving on. "But I'm special," you protest, "the main character here with special trauma!". The problem is pure narcissism, everything you do and don't do boils down to one person, no matter the gymnastics: Polly.

Laziness can just be laziness. Maybe give enough of a shit for your hostage pets to give them a clean space, it's about more than your "paralysis". It isn't hard. If you value your things, don't leave them on the floor, don't accumulate filth, and don't blame everyone else when you inevitably destroy things. If you treat that stuff that way, it must not be all that important to you.

It's amazing how much more important things get the second someone else throws them away huh? How suddenly that floor trash is the holy grail, making you the holy martyr.

 

[Broken Pussy]

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I'm not up to transcribing at the moment, but will do it tomorrow if no one else does it first. Just know one thing:

Polissa's most prized possession is a Popples pillow. say that five times fast

One time my dad threw away our Nintendo. My mom fished it out of the trash and we went right back to playing it. I guess I could have been using it as an excuse for having a crippling fear of video came consoles or some shit.

 

[Owls Owls Owls]

Spoiler: I transcribed it

(Some other video that reads “When you told the kids for an hour to clean their room or daddy will be coming in with a trash bag… they didn’t listen.” Which apparently has audio of kids screaming)

I have tried to avoid this video for as long as I could because the memories are painful.

I want to show you something. My mother had to fish this out of a dumpster. It is my most prized possession still to this day. It has a baby blanket of mine and two stuffed animals. Thing I’ve had since I was an infant. See, my step-dad wouldn’t give the 30-minute warning. His 30-minute warning wasn’t “clean this up”, his 30-minute warning was “pick what you want to go in the bag and pick the rest up, or I’m coming in and I’m deciding what goes in the bag.”

And he did it 3 times. And my mom lost some really treasured heirlooms in one of them because she was never present. She was always at work when he would do it.

And see, my dad wasn’t one of those who would raise his voice. No, we had a method. My dad had read Dune and I figured this out now as an adult, after watching Dune: My dad whispered. And he could go (ping?) and I could hear him 3 rooms over. I was very conditioned to be quiet. So when I panic, I panic in frozen state with him.

He died when I was 18, so I’ve not been able to work anything out with him. Other than a letter I have written to a dead man. I still am trying to learn how to run my home. I’m still trying to figure out what has value and what doesn’t. My home is a challenge to continue to clean, because I stay in a state of paralysis that I am in trouble, somehow, someway, still to this day. And it’s even worse since I’ve gotten married. My husband would never get mad at me for not having things cleaned, but I have feared “oh God, he’s getting off work. I have to have it all perfect before he gets here.” Even though he’s never said that, because my step-dad put that in my brain.

Don’t do this to your kids.

I have no doubt that Cokehead Jimmy was a less than stellar father, but we know Robin and Polissa are both hoarders so excuse me if I fail to empathize with Pissa's sad story of how she almost lost her baby blanket.

39yo woman.

 

[A-Stump]

I wish he'd come back into her life and do the same thing with her animals, the kook

 

[Diet Coke 4 Life]

Pft, Pissa, there is no sympathy from me.

Spoiler: Wanna talk about losing things?

So when I was a much younger Diet Coke swiller living in La Casa Del Diet Coke with Mr. And Mrs. Diet Coke Fanatics, I was also a comic book collector. My prize book was one I got from my father, who didn't know the value of it.

After many warnings to pick my shit up, my mother shit-canned the comics I'd left around the house.

That included the near-mint Spiderman #129. For those who aren't familiar, that was the very first appearance of the Punisher in Marvel comics. It can now sell for $10K depending on condition.

When I wailed my woes, my mother shrugged and said 'if it was so precious, guess you should've kept it where it belongs, right?' And yes, though she didn't say it out loud, I will forever remember the resounding echo of 'you dipshit' coloring that bland statement.

My mother and I are great friends to this day because I'm not a petty idiot and realized that it was entirely my fault that my treasured shit got tossed.

It amazes me that this 39 year old woman has less mental maturity than a retarded retired dipshit who drinks Diet Coke like it's going out of style had when said dipshit was in said dipshit's teens.

GIVE US A FUCKING GO EZ UPDATE, YOU STUPID SHITMONGER. *matimatimatimati*

 

[scumfuck]

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I'm not up to transcribing at the moment, but will do it tomorrow if no one else does it first. Just know one thing:

Polissa's most prized possession is a Popples pillow. say that five times fast

When she says "my dad whispered. He would go --" and then the notification chime goes off was so goddamn funny. And it happens twice!

Also, she says she's so psychologically traumatized from her step dad that shes scared Joh will be angry at her for not cleaning up. Well then why don't you fucking clean? Ever? She even says she knows he won't be angry. Like, wtf you're a 40yr old woman. Get your shit together.

 

[Blerg]

Actions lead to consequences, more news at 11. Step daddy threw away your shit after telling you to do it yourself, and he did it THREE TIMES in your entire life? He didn’t beat you, he didn’t lock you in a closet, he didn’t even yell. God what a monster. Where’s the blame for mom in keeping around a man so horrifically abusive it left a Polissa fully unable to clean? I guess a woman so traumatized over losing an heirloom one time can’t be blamed; she’s a victim, too.

“I live in a filthy hovel because step daddy would calmly tell me to pick things up or else, and then he followed through three times and now I’m emotionally unable to pick up a broom I’m not already planning to saturate in purple paint and glitter” is a new one for sure. I sympathize with Polissa so much. It’s got to absolutely melt her creature brain to keep coming up with ways to blame everyone but herself. You probably can’t smell the cat piss for all the smoke in the air.

 

[bitchfit]

^ What does it say about Joh's standards that he is willing to live in a disgusting hovel right along side her?

 

[Aunt Carol]

I'm kind of surprised Polissa isn't poly by now.

Nothing more than a feeling, but the fat lady/skinny man combo with cats, unemployment, social media and SCREW YOU, DAD--it's the conditions where you'd expect it to arise.

 

[𝕺𝖑' 𝕯𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖞 𝕱𝖆𝖙𝖘𝖔]

I'm kind of surprised Polissa isn't poly by now.

Nothing more than a feeling, but the fat lady/skinny man combo with cats, unemployment, social media and SCREW YOU, DAD--it's the conditions where you'd expect it to arise.

 

[Owls Owls Owls]

I'm kind of surprised Polissa isn't poly by now.

Nothing more than a feeling, but the fat lady/skinny man combo with cats, unemployment, social media and SCREW YOU, DAD--it's the conditions where you'd expect it to arise.

She can't even keep friends, though. And Joh-level tards can't be that common.

 

[We're All Going To Hell 2]

To piggyback, she also would be the person you never want to ask “How’s your day going?” While working retail.

Colin Robinson girlfriend Evie from What We Do in Shadows.

 

[𝕺𝖑' 𝕯𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖞 𝕱𝖆𝖙𝖘𝖔]

I don't think she's ever looked as genuinely happy and retarded as she does while consooming pop culture branded plastic toys. Her one source of pure joy in life I guess.

 

[scumfuck]

Polissa is posting on TikTok again.

One video is basically just some spoonie stuff and her being tired all the time. She's getting new neighbors and hates change. Probably one of the most boring videos I've seen from her and that's saying something.
https://www.tiktok.com/@southerncatlady1983/video/7193833454633585962

In another she says she was a substitute teacher and it was the hardest job she's ever had. She claims to have to do lesson planning and everything. I didn't think substitute teachers did that. Doesn't the main teacher handle that?
https://www.tiktok.com/@southerncatlady1983/video/7193823156476448043

She's also claiming that millennials deserve reparations from the government.
https://www.tiktok.com/@southerncatlady1983/video/7193577915748060458

Mobilefag so I can't upload the videos, sorry.

ETA: bonus moon face

 

[Alamo basement dweller]

I don't think she's ever looked as genuinely happy and retarded as she does while consooming pop culture branded plastic toys. Her one source of pure joy in life I guess.

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Wow, that’s a lot of chin.

 

[bitchfit]

I thought a sub's job was to implement whatever work the teacher had started, or whatever busy work the teacher has on hand for "just in case" days such as when they're absent and a sub is there. A substitute making lesson plans makes no sense from a logistical standpoint, because subs are often called in with very little notice, and with the grade they're subbing for being a total surprise - how could a substitute create decent lesson plans with last-minute/no notice and all the grade switching? It just isn't feasible.
Porklissa lied. Shocking.

Wow, that’s a lot of chin

Fat. That's a lot of fat. FTFY. (:

 

[Diet Coke 4 Life]

Mobilefag so I can't upload the videos, sorry.

Got'cha, fam.

Transcriptions will happen later if I'm not beaten to it.

Spoiler: Change is Scawy

Spoiler: Change is Scawy! Transcription

(TN: Moon face on shitty filter background FTW. The clipping around her head is so bad it makes it look like a polyhedron from Final Fantasy 7.)

(Deep breath) It’s one of those days that I just want to crawl back in bed and cover my head (TN: so… like every other day you spend in your bed? All day? Because you’ve admitted to that?) and just stay there. (Shifty eyes, awkward pause, huff) I feel like the world is burning. We’re on the verge of war. (TN: Nope, not in Alabama you’re not. You want to feel war, we can drop-ship you to Ukraine.) Everybody is burnt out. (TN: Transcriber is feeling dandy as fuck and not burned out at all. And not burnt out, either - my innards are entirely whole and unburned. Oh, shifty eyes and awkward pause.) There’s not enough money for anyone to do anything it feels. (TN: Transcriber went on a pleasant bicycle ride today. Total cost - $0. Shifty eyes, awkward pause. And tons of clipping. Holy shit, it’s distracting.)

Florida’s removing books from schools. (TN: ah yes, the removal of books in classrooms triggered by concerned parents at school board meetings who actually /read/ these books and found them inappropriate. Sure, I’m against book bans as well… but NOTHING IS STOPPING PEOPLE FROM HAVING THESE BOOKS IN THEIR HOMES. ‘Me and My 2 Dads’ can be in your home. Just not in the classroom. Putz. Shifty eyes, awkward pause) Multiple places are making more rules against (pause) the alphabet Mafia

(TN: LMFAO Can we just appreciate how she’s called the LGBTQ+ community the Alphabet Mafia? Alphabet Mafia is the terminology utilized by those who stand AGAINST the LGBTQ+ community (or, in some cases, against certain aspects of it, such as the overbearing Q+ demolishing LGB(and legitimate T) being taken seriously by society and infringing on the rights of women and children. HOW TERF OF YOU, PISSA. HOW ANTI-ALLY OF YOU. I am dying. Thank you for the legitimate laughter.)

and against women’s bodies and (LOOOOOOOONG awkward pause and shift eyeballs) you got AI saying they don’t think humans should live (TN: that’s been going on since forever. Have you never watched any movie from 1968 onward, Pissa? 2001? Terminator? War Games? Or maybe just listen to environmentalists from the 1960s on who’ve been saying we deserve to be extinct so animals may thrive (and continue to go extinct, because that does naturally happen)) and they hope they can one day fix that. (TN: The stupidest face ever is ruined by much background clipping through her filtered blubbery mass. Unfortunate. Shifty eyes, awkward pause)

And then I get new neighbors (TN: raccoon lady has made her escape! I hope you remembered to take your cinderblocks. Fair winds and following seas, our hero! Awkward pause, shifty eyes) that I don’t do good with change. And I hope they’re cool people. (Awkward pause, shifty eyes) And my other neighbor is moving and I’m just like (TN: she looks like a retarded toddler about to sob here. It’s comical.) she’s been here 4 years and I’ve been here 5.

(awkward pause, shifty eyes - what the actual fuck is to your right/our left, Pissa? Your script?)

(EXTENDED LONG PAUSE. Sigh.) I am on low energy. Low battery. (TN: She must be out of Mello Yello. No help has come. Send money now, shitlords, her PayPal/venmo/cash app/whatever is in the description. Awkward pause, shifty eyes) Struggling to put it all together today and then I go out this morning… well, I didn’t go out this morning. (TN: Get your story straight before you turn on the camera, you moron) My husband went out first and came back and then I went out (TN: Shaddup with your dumb rambling and get to your point, idiot). My mailbox got knocked over last night. (TN: It’s impressive that she slept through that shit. Oh, deep sigh here.)

(Looooong fucking pause, shifty eyes, rolls eyes, groans) Great. Try call my landlord. He didn’t answer the phone. (TN: Put it back up yourself, you lazy sack of fuck. It’s not hard. If you and Joh can uproot most’ve your front yard for your sad survival garden, you can dig a hole for the post and ram that shit back into the ground. A bag of quickcrete and boom, done.) Shock. (TN: Goodness knows, I wouldn’t pick up the phone seeing your number, too.) Maybe it’s because it’s Saturday (TN: …. Ya think?!!?) I’ll try again Monday. (TN: OR FIX IT YOURSELF, YOU INCOMPETENT FLEABRAINED BABOON!!! You can find step-by-step directions on how to install a mailbox on YouTube! Look it up!!!)

I’ve gotta go to the Dollar Tree and get a few things here in (a) little while (TN: NO ONE CARES). I’m tired. It’s a bad physical day. (TN: Transcriber would like to pass on to all of you that the transcriber is flipping off the laptop monitor because the transcriber has already PL’d about actual fucking disability as opposed to ‘wah I’m fat and I hurt because of fat’ disability for gibs. You’re well enough to sit and film after sleeping so hard you weren’t roused by someone plowing into your mailbox, Pissa. Piss Off.) It’s bad mental health day.

(TN:

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I don’t want to do this. (TN: Why didn’t you fuckwads order shit off her Amazon Wishlists for her? Assholes!) But that’s where I’m at. (TN: Because no help came!!)

Spoiler: Lies about subbing

Spoiler: Lies about subbing - Transcription

(TN: Opens with another video where a dude says “Y’all, he said teaching is easy and that’s why it pays less.” There’s more he’s going to say - I think he’s about to say “Somebody” but it cuts off because Pissa is fantastic at editing. Putz. So now we have her moon face clipped over a sky background, and it is SO BAD. HOLY SHIT. I thought the LAST one was bad, but this one’s clipping her shirt out and making her fleshy bits hover awkwardly in space. It looks like a badly drawn torso produced by a 6 year old. Or one of Pissa’s art pieces.)

I am a former substitute teacher. (TN: Transcriber would like to note that nobody the transcriber knows who did substitute teaching would ever refer to themselves as ‘former’ but rather ‘retired’ or just as a ‘substitute teacher.’ The use of ‘former’ implies that she was asked politely to never return in her district.) That is the hardest job I have ever had in my entire life. (TN: Transcriber would like to note that of course it’s harder than sitting on your ass neglecting your cats, your dog and your snake.) Directing, time managing, planning for 25 to 30 students. (TN: is impossible if you can’t manage your own time.) Making sure everybody’s where they need to be. Making sure they’re learning and they’re growing and they’re thriving (TN: Transcriber would like to note that transcriber is indeed drowning in this bullshit as it’s far above the transcriber’s considerable height - we all know that Pissa dun know the first thing about growing and thriving when it comes to living things). Monitoring your self behaviors in school and outside of school.

(TN: Transcriber would like to note that this last befuddling sentence was likely her trying to say that you have to monitor your own behaviors inside and outside of school. Which makes sense, because as a teacher and leader figure for children, you are expected to set a good example. You can’t be high as a kite wearing a vagina hat and slumping about with your boobs dragging unbound on the pavement around anyone who could recognize you. Which she probably resented, and which is likely why the job was the ‘hardest thing she’s ever done in her life.’)

(Transcriber will also note that at the transcriber’s last training command, we instructors weren’t allowed to drive after a single alcoholic beverage and were required to have designated drivers if we intended to have even a single beer out in town so our idiot junior sailors wouldn’t see us and think we were drinking and driving and get the impression of ‘oh, Chief does it, so it’s okay!!’ Because they’re fucking morons. And we had to accommodate fucking morons. Transcriber is done bitching. Moving on.)

Sacrificing home time and money and resources (TN: Provision of money and resources is what the full time teacher does. Subs aren’t expected to do this. Pissa is lying) because the school doesn’t provide enough. (TN: Pissa could solve this by advocating for higher taxes to support her local school systems. Except taxation is theft. Trololololololololol)

(Shifty eyes, long pause) School boards removing books from your classroom (PFT WHAT THE FUCK DOES THE RECENT FLORIDA DECISION HAVE TO DO WITH YOUR HARDSHIPS WHEN YOU FAIL-SUBBED, DIPSHIT?!!? Oh, sorry, that was a TN, guys. I think you have that figured, though. I will further note that this has only gotten certain teachers’ panties in a twist. There’s plenty of juicy shit about the Florida decision, and I encourage everyone to read up on it and formulate your own opinions.) and children bringing weapons to unlike you and other children in your classroom. (TN: This is a risk at all work places, not just the classroom, and back in the 80s was a major scare around post offices. Hence the birth of the phrase ‘going postal’ being equivocated to ‘being a homicidal maniac who wants the world to fucking burn.’ Transcriber will also state that ‘unalive’ is stupid as fuck and isn’t an actual word. Just say ‘kill’ or ‘murder’ or ‘dispose of’ you retarded nincompoop.)

(Long pause, shifty eyes, retarded scrunchy face) They should be making more than doctors and lawyers.

Spoiler: Gimme Moar Gibs coz Millennial

Spoiler: Gimme Moar Gibs coz Millennial - Transcription

(Opens awkwardly in the middle of another TikToker saying something, starting “-bly Millennials are entitled to a class action lawsuit against the United States.” AKA: A bunch of absolute stupidity. Cuts over to Pissa’s face looking very round and retarded)

Okay, so let’s talk about this seriously. (TN: Nope. It’s stupid. But blather on, oh brainless twit. Blather on.) Because if you went to school from 1990 until 2020, you did not get the same education as Gen X or a Boomer, and you sure did not get the same quality of education as the Silent Generation or even their parents. (TN: and yet more money was allotted to the Department of Education with each subsequent generation. AmAzInG!!!! Sorry, political sperg nipped right there. I will refrain. But I will say that education was what you made of it, and it was up to the individual to take responsibility for what they took out of the school system, even during Gen X’s term.) And they didn’t even have computers. (TN: Gen X certainly did. They just weren’t prevalent in the classroom. Computer labs were definitely a thing, though. Transcriber may or may not fondly remember those glorious Apple IIs back in the mid 80s.) If you went to school in the 90s you were told you were the future. And that we were going to be bridging the gap from analog to digital and the world was going to be absolutely amazing. And they made us so hopeful, but they also very, very open (TN: Transcriber’s brain seized during this. I think what she meant to say is ‘they made us so hopeful, but they were also very open about the fact that we were blah blah blah.’ Holy fuck, Pissa. If you’re going to keep shifty-eyes looking towards your script or whatever you have to your right, write something a bit more cohesive before you show your ass to the internet.) that we were working on a doomsday clock.

(TN: I am wondering if she read… oh fuck, who’m I kidding… watched the movie ‘Watchmen’ and found out about the doomsday clock. Or if she even knows that it’s been a thing since 1947.)

But our parents and their parents didn’t want to listen to it. (TN: Transcriber has hurt the transcriber’s face with the strength behind the epic facepalm delivered at this moment.)

(Awkward pause, shifty eyes) They were more worried about teaching us how to take standardized tests. More worried about what went in the books that we were reading. (TN: Transcriber would like to note that standardized tests have been around since 1838. Control of publications in schools has been in effect since the formation of the Department of Education in 1979. None of this shit is new, Pissa.) That… things didn’t get talked (TN: she says ‘taught’ but it’s so mush-mouthed that the captions didn’t get it right) to us. (TN: because individual responsibility for taking what you want from the education system is a foreign concept to Pissa.)

We didn’t learn how to do taxes. (TN: Economics classes were still a thing in the ‘90s. Transcriber’s personal goblin has recently taken a financial literacy class in which the goblinoids were indeed given a brief introduction to taxes - and they’re in fucking middle school. It’s called an elective. It’s not part of standard curriculum these days, that I will acknowledge. But it’s available.) We did not learn how to buy a house. (TN: I know these are just examples… but shit, Pissa. This is called taking RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOUR OWN EDUCATION. The information is all VERY available and INCREDIBLY accessible. It is up to the INDIVIDUAL to take the impetus to research what interests them. “Oh no! I want to get a house, but don’t know where to start! Oh me oh my, there’s this thing called Google (or Duck Duck Go or whatever search engine floats your boat). Amazing! Here’s shit that can guide me!” It’s not hard. Even retards like me can manage.) We did not learn how to actually do anything useful as an adult. (TN: I could go on about how rather than acknowledge and push trade schools people decided that gender studies and underwater basket weaving were grand degrees, but that’s politisperging again and I promised to abstain) We were taught how to do a budget sheet but now (TN: not) how to obtain those things. (TN: Whaaaaaat? Point me at a millennial or Gen Z person who doesn’t know how to get their internet set up or set up their phone with data so they can google and look up how to get every service they require. Pressing X so vigorously autocorrect has been filtering it out of all my words.)

We were taught ‘oh, you’re gonna need a home after you graduate, but hey, there’s laws saying you can’t sign for a lease until you’re 21 (TN: WHERE? I signed my first lease at 19. In fact, in the USA you can legally sign a lease at 18. In every state. You have to be an emancipated minor to sign a lease if you’re under the age of 18. Leases will typically be denied if you don’t have a stable form of income or you have no viable credit record, which is why 18 year olds typically have a bit of difficulty getting approval. There’s no law stating that you can’t rent if you’re under 21. She is smoking crack and throwing out false information.) unless you’re married.’ (LIES. LIES LIES LIES LIES LIES. Hit me with those top hat, folks. I am pissed at the outright lies.)

So many people in Alabama got married right out of high school because they didn’t know any different. I was one of them. (TN: I thought you got married because you were lied to by the Southern Baptist Church, Pissa? Or was it because you were a dumbass? Keep your stories straight.) You either went to college or you got married. Now I’m of the xennial millennial. A very elder millennial. (TN: You’re a millennial. Shaddup.) And I’m telling you, the quality of education has seriously deteriorated. (TN: Must be from when she subbed. That’d bring the collective IQ of a county down, given the glacial heat of her takes and her willingness to spread misinformation like it’s going out of style.)

I went to 9 different schools from elementary to high school. And the haves and the have not schools are very apparent. Same books. Might not have enough desks. Might not have enough teachers or quality teachers. Because that’s another thing that ends up at the have-not schools (TN: Subs like Pissa lolololol) is really crappy teachers (TN: Called it).


So yeah. I really think that we need to talk about some sort of compensation (TN: Nope. Nobody owes you nor your generation shit for being lazy turdlings and not taking advantage of the plentiful resources you have available to facilitate your learning and quench your intellectual curiosities. Or to put it into more simplistic language for Pissa’s tiny, puerile brain… go suck a dick.) because we’re dealing with critical shortages in critical infrastructure jobs. (TN: Transcriber would love Pissa to name one. Just one.) Because all the workforce was diverted into college. (TN: And the transcriber will note that this isn’t the fault of the United States government nor the standard taxpayer, but the individuals who chose college rather than pursuing the trades.) And what didn’t go to college ended up in the

(TN: And because Pissa can’t time anything right, that’s where this video ends LMFAO)

 

[babyTAP]

Pretty sure she meant Sunday school teacher, a job she mentioned was taken from her unjustly when she was livin' in sin with Joh outta wedlock. So she wasn't even the regular teacher at church? Ha!!!

 

[scumfuck]

Thanks so much @Diet Coke 4 Life. Love the commentary by the way.

I think I'm convinced that Pissa records her TikToks in the bathroom. I think their house is so small there's not really any other space to do it in without annoying Joh and his Netflix time, we already saw that one video with the hair ties and chore bracelets on the wire rack and I cannot think of any other place you would put hair ties aside from the bathroom. That's probably why she green screens the videos (aside from hiding the filth covered walls.)