Have I got your attention now?
No, seriously. My husband and I drove into Little Rock a number of months ago and went to Barnes & Noble. My all-time favorite book store. No kidding, I could spend HOURS there. I was looking around and ended up in the Gay & Lesbian Studies section. I always find very interesting reads there. Anyway, I found this book titled Cunt by Inga Muscio. I very much like this book. She's really turned my head regarding using washable cloth pads and sea sponges instead of disposable pads & tampons. Very green & money saving and all that. Even though I don't agree with or understand her view point on some things, it's a great read.
So that's the CUNT part. On to the BITCH part. I have a dog, a female dog. Hence, the BITCH.
Perdi has some kind of anxiety thing and she tears stuff up if we leave her in the house. Of course, it's a rented house with no fence so we HAVE to leave her in. I finally bought her a muzzle but the only one closest in size is still a 1/2 inch bigger around than her snout is. She'd been doing really well. We left her once or twice w/o it and she did just fine. This last time though, Shawn left her without it while I was at work.
Y'all, I came home and that book was shredded all over the living room.
She'd also destroyed a plastic kids hanger. She'd chewed that thing to little pieces! She didn't eat any of it, thankfully. Just broke it into pieces.
I was so mad. I called my husband & told him that he owed me a new book. Of course, he was still with my mother-in-law who needed to know what was going on so he told her. It was almost worth it to hear her spluttering! LOL!! Shawn just about dropped the phone. Then her bawdy sense of humor came out & the two were rolling by the time I hung up. He told me he'd take of care it and he was sorry, etc. I left the mess for him cuz he did say he'd take care of it and I was still feeling spiteful. I helped him clean it up tho.
I told Shawn what I was going to title the entry & that got him going all over again.
Damn bitch ate my Cunt
*this is the part where Puck will tell me I should've quotation marks instead of italics for the book title. educate me, oh wise one! grammar was always my worst subject.* |