B!tches Trippin'

Have you ever checked out Urban Dictionary?  Man, that sh!t cracks me up. 

I should apologize from the start for my language.  I spend my days prim and proper in Corporate America and spend the rest of the time sensoring my words around the kids.  When I find myself in adult company, the potty mouth just sort of comes out.  I promise to limit my use of the F-word. (It really only comes out on a rare occasion).

Anyway, I was on Urban Dictionary just looking up the definition of B!tch the other day.  I never new there were so many crazy ways to incorporate one of the many words used to describe an unpleasant woman.

The definition for a "B!tchety B!tch" was provided (see the column to the right), along with context on how to properly use the word. 

This almost made me spit out my Ev!an water.

Chica 1: "You're going to wear that? It makes your hips look as wide as the Titanic."
Chica 2: "You serious? I want to go kill myself right now."
Chica 1: "M'eh! Don't crack the concrete when you hit."
Chica 2: "You're such a bitchety bitch! We all know that shit on your face is herpes, not a cold sore."

I may not be that bad, but I have my moments.

Let's Get Started

Welcome!  Welcome!  So glad you could stop by.  Let's get right down to business, shall we?

I started this blog for a few reasons:

1. I find that I often sensor my thoughts and feelings on my "main" blog that family and friends frequent.
2. I hate trying to keep all my posts upbeat.  Somedays I need to yell at the grey cloud that often tracks me down.
3. My therapist told me that I had two options:  1.  Get an exorcism to rid myself of the B!tch in me, or 2. Start a blog and let all my b!tchy thoughts out there.  I thought it might be a bit awkward searching out a man of cloth to perform a B!tch exorcism.

So here I am!

If you ever feel the need to b!tch anonymously, feel free to reach out to me.  I'd love to share my blog space with you.