The Freedom of Expression is a basic human right. Please see the Universal Declaration of Human Rights.
Why do you get so many things wrong? Do you just like being wrong so people can prove you wrong? Is this what George Mason teaches it's students?
From where do you derive your moral right to sit in judgment upon me while you "express" yourself?
Because you lack any manner of social graces.
No, because I have a clean sense of humor
Here’s the thing, Smelly Melly - you are the kind of fucking moronic customer that businesses love to fire. The loss of your small amount of cash to their bottom line is nothing compared to having to deal with you. As a customer, you‘re a hot potato. People can’t wait to toss you off to someone else.
tl;dr: You’re a narcissistic, moronic, human with a room temperature IQ and a total lack of self awareness.
I spend $1,000/month on groceries, far above the average household. I have a lot of purchasing power behind me. You stand corrected.
I have 6 children. I spend more at thrift stores, pawn shops, flea markets, yard sales, Whole foods markets, Walmart etc than most do. It would behoove any person to do business with me. But like I said, I am respectful, but I'm not going to be anyone's emotional crutch.
However, I simply keep track of coupons using an organizer. I don't have to haggle because I spend my coupons using an organizer. Problem solved for a calloused bitch like me!
Whipping out your dick instantly forgives all sins in the eyes of Torah, obviously
Women need sex too!
What was your mother's drug of choice? How did she use it? Smoke, snort, inject, rectal...? You keep calling her a drug addict but I don't know if the actual drug or method has ever been addressed. Usually people will mention this when they repeatedly call someone else a drug addict.
One time when I was about 11 or 12 years old I was on visitation at her house. I noticed she had a tin can on the side of her bed because my dog was sniffing at it. I looked closer and I was like "hey, that's my sewing tin can". It's also where I saved up about $265 of my allowance money. $265 in 1996 was a lot for an 11/12 year old. I opened it up. She had dumped out my sewing stuff and stolen my savings. Instead it had needles, cocaine in some tin foil, some other liquids, some pills. I knew immediately what it was because we had drug education at school, so I shut the lid and put it back.
When I would see my mom at about age 14/15 she had bruises all over her arms. Needles?
I never asked my mom after that why kind of drugs she was on. After my second son was born she came over to hold him and she just looked really unhealthy. It was depressing. I didn't have a normal functioning mom.
Yes, of course. A woman should do her best to give her husband what he wants.
But neither person should be required to give the other what they want at the expense of their own well being. That would be a boundary because loving someone at the expense of your own well being is codependency. And that is -- as my life coach says -- "wrong town"!
