Alright I have a confession to make. I am a bitch! Even worse I think that I am a snob. I don't mean to be and I even feel a teeny-tiny bit bad about it. Funny thing happen last night that brought this whole thing on. At the local pub, the news was on all of the sudden, Philly says "hey that is my ex-wife!" I turned to look and saw an unfortunate looking woman. Please don't think that I am really this mean girl, I am not. For some reason I felt really good looking at her because I think that I am cuter than her. I know I am going to hell for this. Just kidding not for this in particular, but I am sure it won't help me plead my case at the pearly gates! I don't walk around thinking that I am HOT or anything. I am not one of those girls that think every man wants them. I don't look in the mirror every morning and say, "you absolute knock-out, how did you get to be so damn gorgeous?" For some reason I just had a warm fuzzy feeling when I got a look at his ex and saw that she really is not cute. My name is Venom, and I am a bitch-snob.-V
2 comments:
What can you say? You're human.
C
maybe he isn't such a "catcth", if he married a moose before? If "her indoors" had a history, and her ex's looked like the products of cousins marrying, I would have to assume she aims low, but if, on the other hand, I found out that she was aware of the existence of men before she met me, and had dated brad pitt, I would automatically assume she has high standards and be flattered! so maybe your going to heavan* for your lack of vanity!;^)
*Wales
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