Make a little love. . . My husband called and gave me the best news I have heard all fucking deployment. And before you get your hopes up or even ask, I have no idea when the boys will be home. That is not my news. And even it was, I sure as fuck wouldn't be putting that up on here. Especially not after all my posts about OPSEC and not giving up on it now. But I seriously don't have any idea when they will be home beyond the rumors that have been running. Sometime this year, but at least we're in the right fucking year.
No. This news is the kind I want to shout from the rooftops, scream to the hills and ram right on down a certain mother-fucker's throat. This news is my favorite kind--the kind where you find out that someone who is a piece of shit is finally getting what they deserve. I love it when karma bites people in the ass. Hard. God, it just makes me want to fucking dance. But then, I am a bitch and bitches tend to enjoy hateful, hurtful things provided they are happening to people we don't like.
So despite the never-ending deployment, lack of sex, insomnia and various other fucked-up shit that I deal with every day, today I am in a good mood. And for no other reason than this: the mother-fucker is going to burn. And the very thought of this bastard going down in flames is almost orgasmic.
2 comments:
I wanna know what this is.........
me too!!!!
Post a Comment