Step around the poop, if you can

You know, I was just planning to stop into the grocery store (Ralph's) to get a few items for dinner. Good idea. Yeah, My good and simple ideas always turn into Cujo

So I pull into Ralphs parking lot after work this evening, I grab a rolling basket-the one with the retarded wheel that wont move unless you push it hard, I grab a few things, dump them in my uncooperative basket and think "gee,duurrr, let me get one of them cooked chickens the ones that are wrapped in cellophane,under the light near the deli counter-that'll be good for dinner" So I look at the chicken and see all assorted hot meats they have ready for you to buy and serve-including a meatloaf! yum I love me some meatloaf, "maybe I'll get that insteads of a chicken"
I grab the only meatloaf I see sitting amongest all the assorted meats under the light-that gorgeous meatloaf is in some plastic covered dish which is surrounded by a cardboard sleeve (for safety)
Hmm, no price on the front of the cardboard sleeve, so I proceed to hoist this loaf up alittle so I can see the underside to see if there is a price tag.
Plop, there goes the very hot meatloaf on the ground followed by all the very hot tomato sauce that was in the plastic dish, but not before it lands on my pants and shoes. While this is happening I hear some dude in the background, close to me but not too close, His very compassionate, thoughtful words, "whoa, I bet that was hot"
I look at him while covered with meatloaf and sauce and just nod. He walks away and Im not sure what to do.
So, I pick up the slippery meatloaf, which felt like a human uterus and put it back in the container, why I didnt leave it on the floor-I dont know, maybe shock

Anyway, I tucked this fat mound of meat that is full of floor debris back into the container and was about to bring it to the deli counter so I could both wipe up and return the dirty loaf of meat to them, that by now, reminded me of a giant turd, when the ugliest hosebag, orange county, dicksucking cunt says to me, without expressing concern because hot meat and sauce is all over me, no, the fucking pig says to me "dont put it back on the counter, someone might buy it"- douchechunk,do I look like I was raised by wolves in the woods? What a stupid whore, but my experiance is that the majority of orange county women are rude,stuck up,stupid skankarellas-
Yeah, I was planning to pick up this dirty ass meatloaf off the floor and put it in YOUR basket... while I am covered with hot red sauce dripping down my leg, fuck face.

So I bring the piece of turd up to the deli counter and someone there gave me a few paper towels to wipe up with..I asked for a towel but they didnt have one over there at the DELI counter-only paper towels. As I was wiping up meatloaf guts and tomato vomit off my pants, the counter lady turns around and asks me "do you still want this meatloaf?"
my answer, "why yes, you whore, I sure would like this nasty piece of shit that I just mopped your floor with-It should be ok for eating if I just blow the dirt and hair off it-can I have it for half price cause the container exploded on me and gave me 3rd degree burns? hmmmm?"
I told you, stupid, non-educated skanks who live off their men-Orange county california is full of them

A California thang...

Trust me, the "issue" is not, I repeat, not, Arnold S. saying a female legislator has a hot firery temperment due to her latin blood in a private meeting, as you reported today, the issue is you and your entourage being sneaky, immoral,disgusting rattle-snakes-I can almost visualize you shedding your skin, rooting thru the dumpster like raccoons,(sorry to all raccoons),digging up 9 day old kotex and 3 day old french fries so you can feel satisfied and full
You skank wad.

And you really think the "issue" is Arnold saying someone has a hot temperment?
Like my "friend" Bill H would say, Rat bastard.
The "issue" is and always will be, you encouraging your thieving, low life gang to try to steal at someones goods so you can have the advantage. Guess what? Nobody cares except maybe you and your hosebag team of losers that you employ that Arnold called a woman hot and firery. In fact, wish someone would say that about me-I dont consider that to be an insult you anal retentive prick.
And you are trying to be Governor? HAHA HAHA "Lucy, Im home"
Use that cockholster of yours for something good and important to Californians, like the traffic problem on the 405 instead of running somebody else in the ground you disgusting, gross, unethical putz.
AGAIN I SAY, NOBODY, NOBODY CARES WHAT ARNOLD SCHWARTZENEGGER SAID ABOUT SOME GOOD LOOKING WOMAN. BUT YOU ARE ANOTHER FUCKING STORY. WEASEL

I hope nobody is foolish enough to vote for your sorry ass. We have enough problems in Government office without having to worry about you too.

Here I am, in the middle of a crowd.
The constant comings and goings-noise, noise.
Some unique faces rush by.
One flash after another rush by-eyes that dont ever see me,dont care much
If only one would stop- if just for a moment-perhaps I
would have the will to continue my journey of being a survivor,
I wouldnt feel so damn alone, even if its just for a moment.
I sleep and have dreams of the familiarness of an old friend whose arms embrace me, and keep me warm like an old pair of shoes
but when I wake I find only chilling emptiness.
I am only another brick in the wall.
Those I do meet, dont ask or seem to want to know me
I feel that, so I fall silent about myself
Once again left with no one to love.

I love to write but for some reason,
My mind has been blocked from what I love to do.
I cant seem to put my thoughts down in written form-
I guess part of the reason is that I feel so damn inferior
after reading other peoples humor blogs.
They seem to be able to get the words out just right
so as to sound funny or should I say funnier than me.
You can tell people are reading their blogs by the comments
that are left.
Another part of it is that I know I am censoring myself.
I'll try not to do that anymore.
Well, here I am, All I can do is, write and do my best,
or not.
I really cant or shouldnt worry about
readership, who gets offended, blah blah blah and etc.

You know what's better than having a fucweet coworker
who sits next to you, come to work with
her pants inside out,
shout on the phone like shes using a tin can and string
to communicate and farts/burps in her cubicle?
Better than that,
would be opening a letter sent to you IN the mail
from your apt manager giving you notice
that the spider farm/wild animal refuge crackerbox
that you have been living in for only
1 year, has raised your rent 65.00 a month.
Helllloooo.

Dick bag owners.
Beside suffering from
Greedy fuck syndrome,
what is the purpose of that?
Isnt Racoon Village nearly paid for
It was built 20 years ago.

Hey, I make a pretty good living,I dont have
alot of bills-some, but not alot,
but now I get to live paycheck to paycheck,
just so I get to live somewhere
other than under a bridge and,I get to pay bills-
wont be able to even buy a tshirt at the Walmart or save
Shithole city I live in. I might be able to find a place
in Compton.

Maybe I can offer sexual favors to the bldg manager
for discounted rent.
No, that wont do, hes 75,wears his underwear over his pants
and thinks hes the archduke Ferdinan

When I asked management why the substantial increase
I was told the following:
1-This is one of the cheapest complexes in south OC
2-Because house prices have decreased, rents are higher (huh?)
3-I get a complimentary professional carpet cleaning
for renewing my lease
4-The rent may go up again next year
5-In other areas of OC rents are being increased $100-300

Oh thanks, I feel much better now.