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July 31, 2017
Satan Calls Home one of His Minions
Just so we're clear, my grandmother passed away Saturday night, and I'm glad she's gone. Satan has called home one of his own.
And, no, fuck you very much, I don't need/care for/want your advice on how I'm handling this. I'm not telling you how to deal with your life, and I'll kindly ask you to shut the fuck up if you don't think I'm dealing with my grandmother's passing in the way you deem appropriate.
Fuck you. Fuck her. She has a a shiny place in hell waiting for her, and it's well deserved
I won't go into all of the things she did to me as a child, or as an adult. It's not worth my time. However, just rest assured, she was an evil stark-raving squalid cunt, and if the devil had any sense, he wouldn't take her.
But she is dead. And the world is a better place because of it. No one should ever have to deal with a bitch like her. I suspected this when I was a child, but once I was older, I confirmed it. She hated me her entire life, and never had a kind word for me.
I'm glad she's dead, and I pray that there is a God, and a Satan, and that she spends eternity in the furnace of hell.
And, to everyone who can't believe I would say this, or that she was such a great grandmother, or that I was a bad grandkid, I say kindly, fuck you, and the horse you rode in on. I pray for everyone that they never have a relative, or person in their life, that treats them as badly as she treated me.
I'm glad she's rotting in satan's hell fires, and please, kindly, STFU. I really don't care what you have to say. You didn't know her. And if you did, then you know I'm right.
Posted by Rob Kiser on July 31, 2017 at 11:22 PM
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