tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76330102904079309.post7607764426618027083..comments2023-09-20T04:30:45.641-04:00Comments on The Famewhore Squirrel Welcomes Motherfuckers to Sarcastic Bastard: For Ms. Moon, Who Asked My Fat Ass to Re-Post this ShitSarcastic Bastardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116577711704241625noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76330102904079309.post-45818416267386759732012-12-14T08:50:25.012-05:002012-12-14T08:50:25.012-05:00This post made me LOL!This post made me LOL!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76330102904079309.post-38913175608737175192012-12-14T04:17:13.406-05:002012-12-14T04:17:13.406-05:00This story is high-larious, SB. No wonder Ms Moon...This story is high-larious, SB. No wonder Ms Moon needs to see/hear it to make her holiday complete. Glad I dropped by. x0 N2N2https://www.blogger.com/profile/09508740809219902631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76330102904079309.post-54790587070480532922012-12-14T01:55:52.292-05:002012-12-14T01:55:52.292-05:00O gawd. Wallpapered doors. I bet the baby Jesus pu...O gawd. Wallpapered doors. I bet the baby Jesus put her up to it. It was one of his miracles. <br /><br />What I don't understand is why people in the Northern climes put the effing nativity out in the damn cold. Babies don't, um, thrive covered with snow. <br /><br />Sheesh.beth coyotehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04671290135595711572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76330102904079309.post-24931602656377182752012-12-12T09:15:01.782-05:002012-12-12T09:15:01.782-05:00My Mental Halls are now Decked.My Mental Halls are now Decked.Omgrrrlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06478395354251391121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76330102904079309.post-29862417872995915172012-12-12T04:56:16.170-05:002012-12-12T04:56:16.170-05:00i would do ANYTHING to see a picture of this....
...i would do ANYTHING to see a picture of this....<br /><br />missing your mirth<br /><br />xxalainaxxmrs.missalaineushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08542984504965262088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76330102904079309.post-83359230122265093552012-12-11T16:32:02.137-05:002012-12-11T16:32:02.137-05:00Christmas will never be the same.
Thank you.Christmas will never be the same. <br />Thank you.Denise Emanuel Clemenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10982725113569943337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76330102904079309.post-49883723917822375982012-12-11T14:54:05.331-05:002012-12-11T14:54:05.331-05:00I am over from Ms. Moon's. :-)
I don't th...I am over from Ms. Moon's. :-)<br /><br />I don't think I have ever heard the words "cocksucking nativity" in the same sentence! Bwhahahahha!<br /><br />And Precious Moments. Dear god. My ex-SIL collected them. She had been collecting them for about 25 years when I left the family. She had hundreds, possibly thousands of them. Their sorry fucking excuses for faces with those sad fucking looks. God I hated them. HATED. I wanted to ask her why she collected shit like that when their were starving children in Africa. One of the few things my ex-husband and I could agree on at the end of our marriage was our hatred for PM. Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76330102904079309.post-43317744096312549382012-12-11T14:13:09.339-05:002012-12-11T14:13:09.339-05:00Ms. Moon,
I love your new icon photo. You look gla...Ms. Moon,<br />I love your new icon photo. You look glam as hell.<br /><br />Jean,<br />I know--that story is some heart-warming shit, right? Laugh.Sarcastic Bastardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17116577711704241625noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76330102904079309.post-53489484735070405642012-12-11T11:02:30.454-05:002012-12-11T11:02:30.454-05:00What a beautiful story.
There really is no accou...What a beautiful story. <br /><br />There really is no accounting for taste. Jeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10900762748835789870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76330102904079309.post-49192633859587831362012-12-11T10:22:04.192-05:002012-12-11T10:22:04.192-05:00Oh thank-you. Now I can get through this holiday s...Oh thank-you. Now I can get through this holiday season with the tiniest bit of grinchy-scroogy cheer in my belly. If wasn't ten-thirty in the morning, I'd make some damn eggnog and pour rum in it and raise a glass to Aunt Peg and to you, my dear sweet beloved Ms. Bastard.<br />Thank-you!<br />Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.com