You Don't Wear My Chains

As I'm typing this entry, I'm sneering. Why? Look over at the sidebar. No one has yet to attempt on my quiz, even though it has more than 20 views on it already. Hur hur hur... If it's anything, I'm happy. Yes, I'm a cynic. I know. Why am I happy, you may wonder?

You thought you knew me, but all along you had no idea who I really was. And it is now a proven fact!

Oh, and by "you", I'm referring to each and every one out there who've had nothing better to do than to bitch and spread cock-and-bull stories about myself. Yes, I'm referring to you people... Hmmm, anyone felt a pinch there? Hur hur hur...

So instead of running that foul, rotten mouth (mints, anyone?), inject yourselves with more integrity and actually get to know the person you're bitching about, rather than to pass judgement on a complete stranger. Oh the irony! Haha!

Up yours, bitches!!

This is the song, lala lala, Maman's song...