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lovepuppy -> RE: does the bitch from hell really exist? (6/25/2008 12:16:38 PM)
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my bitch from hell story is much the same as the lady who knew the cops and sued everybody only to knock her mother in law in the head with leaded glass story...
it was when I was still a wee lilttle pup, still pretty and almost fresh from the farm....I got involved as this woman's boytoy, it wasn't a bad life for me, I got to hang out by the pool, fast car, oh-so-cool 80's wear but this woman would treat her house staff like ohmigod, I have read slave accoutns which wouldn't do this woman justice. this contractor had just got done doing a mosiac floor with the big southwestern tiles, and one had a chip in it, like a chip you'd get on a skittle, it was so small you owuldn't have spotted it with a maginifing glass and directions to it....this woman snatches up the tile from the still tacky cement and hurls it at him like she was aiming at david carradine with a shruiken the proceeds to hit this poor guy with every single tile she can claw up, her nails were like a falcon's beak and he can't run, she had him pinned in the corner protecting his vitals with a trowel and if he tried she'd have nailed him even better. all the while there is this banshee shriek like somoene put a lawnmower in a hot water bottle.
she had a voice which could make grown men cry and maids wet themselves. she tried to throw a poodle into a wood chippe cuz the dog was smart enough to try to hide under the deck when it was in trouble, it got away cuz I opened the gate for it to head for the hills, which turned her attention on me, so I threw her over my shoudler like she was a sack of heavy bottomed wheat took her upstairs, kicked the bedroom door shut with my foot and used her hairbrush on her ass til she calmed down enough to stop using words I had to look up later. When I was done I dumped her on the floor went out, and me and the poodle left in my car and I found an honest job the next day.
to the orignal poster, yeah the bitches from hell exist, if you have enough money, but i seriously suggest you don't take an insurance policy with them as beneficary...and make sure you are more valuable to them alive than dead...just saftey first.
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