Jeremi B. Handrinos15 Sep 2003

I appologize that you had to see me get angry like this, but no one takes food out of my son's mouth, blows me off, and then on top of it all has the nerve to judge me a whore. Especially, when they themselves have no room to talk. I always wondered why she would hang around my house and talk to me more when me and my girlfriend would be fighting. God's wife is a divider, and an angler, more interested in the uninteresting world of desperate Succubus power plays and fucking, than friendship. Real friends don't angle for the mundane.