Anyhow, I'm certain this isn't over, because she's pulled this crap before. Back then I didn't know where she was or anything, and she sent an "apology" e-mail then, which included a rather pathetic "Gee, do you sew? Can we be friends?" crapola thing. I told her yes, I sew, no we can't be friends. I can't be friends with genuinely STUPID people.
I told her that again rather... um... forcefully... when I left the rude voice mail message on her phone.
So - for the time being, I'll not be outting her personal information here. Sorry gang, I know you were all wanting to leave her deliciously abusive e and voice mails and sign her up for every possible online dating service as a c********* s*** - but not for now. This is, however, her last "chance".
I need to schedule some vacation time. Need to go see Dad. I'm thinking maybe next month, assuming I can get things caught up around the old hacienda by then. That would make 2 vacations in 2 months in a row - I shall become spoiled!!
So, the Commander Shrub has had a biography written about him, and says he will spend his first months or so out of office making speeches for money to "replenish the old coffers". Please read This and picture the "Commander Guy" in his footie jammies, trying to find oil in a Valvoline factory...
Now imagine how much fun it would be to attend one of those speeches of his. Imagine the hilarity that could ensue, and realize that at that point, he no longer has the full force of the US Government to protect him from hecklers and demonstrators. Imagine going to one of these and shouting out about the blood on his hands and the mockery of the Presidency that he made. Imagine watching him melt down in public. Chortle.
Edited for Rauf's gentle sensibilities