This is the name that I have given myself considering my luck the past month. Let's start with 2 speeding tickets within a 2 week time span. AWESOME. As I was driving to work this morning, I heard on the radio that over the weekend, Missouri Law Enforcement gave out 26 speeding tickets this past weekend as part of the new "The Heat is On" program to capture speeders on Missouri highways. Yeah...I was one of the 26. Catchy title to your AWESOME program, but let me give you a tip Missouri law enforcement....why don't you "turn up the heat" and go catch people producing meth, or people beating the crap out of their kids, or pimps, or child molesters? I was going 72 in a 60. WOO HOO. Big frickin' deal.
So now how to deal with these two tickets...well I obviously have to pay them and take some internet course on safe driving. That will help take off the 3 points I racked up with this last ticket. I am pretty much scared sh*tless now every time I get behind the wheel and people are passing me since I have now resorted to driving like a granny. I thought about maybe trying to date a cop in the event I get pulled over in the future I could say "I am Officer Jones wife," they let you off don't they? Then I considered the last two guys that pulled me over and they were ugly as hell, so that is not an option. DANG.
Here are some other things I have been thinking about.....
- Belly Shots: No....I am not referring to body shots, rather pregnant belly shots. I think that being preggers is a beautiful things, however I don't need to see your naked belly all over facebook. Feel free to take those shots and put them in your child's baby book, but please for the sake of others...DON'T POST IT ON FACEBOOK! If you would like to post a covered with a shirt belly shot, that is fine. Just no exposed skin. Thanks.
- Joran Van Der Sloot: So last week this crazy was claiming instead of going to Peru, he should have checked himself into a mental institution. Well you know what Van Der Sloot....it's too late. You killed again and you are in prison, where you belonged in the first place. You are afraid you are going to be killed? Go cry in your dumpy prison hole. NO ONE CARES. In my opinion you deserve to be killed. Maybe now you will know how it feels. Wow I am mean.
- My Super Sweet Sixteen on MTV: So yesterday while slothing in bed, I happened to catch an episode of this dumb ass show. It was titled "My Super St. Tropez Sixteen" and followed the son of Timberland. This kid was a total jackhole. Demanding a "fly" haircut to go with his Gucci suit and live animals including a tiger and Lil Wayne at his party. Total diva if you ask me, but what I couldn't get over was how bad his skin looked! If your dad is Timberland and you can afford the "Super Duper St. Tropez Sixteen" party, why can't you order some Pro Active? It's only $19.95 which is very affordable. If you are going to be Gucci fly at your party, don't you want your skin to look nice? This kid was a total a-hole.
AHHH! I totally said the same thing when I was watching that Sweet Sixteen! I am sure if they can give that kid a Lamborghini they can get him some proactive! His face was a hot mess, and he looked like a dork in that suit, total princess.
ReplyDeleteI think I've said this before, but I've had to take solace in the fact that I'm pissing other ppl off by going the speed limit. Doesn't stop me from being paranoid as hell when I see cops though :(
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