Why on earth did this douche bag think it would be a great idea to kill that puppy for peeing on the carpet all the time? He could have just returned the animal to the animal shelter if he couldn’t handle the pet peeing everywhere all the time — any SANE person would do. People who kill for dumb stupid reasons, then send the picture in a text deserve a special place in Hell. And then the idiot was released after some days? I hope someone will choke and strangle this officer in the same fashion he did that puppy would be a great justice for the little poor animal.
Animal shelters more and more these days need to do a thorough background check on who they allow adopt the animals, as well as pet stores. If pet stores do not do a thorough investigation on who they sell a pet to just to make some money, whoever responsible for allowing these people to adopt/buy the pets should be an accomplice as well for animal abuse and sentenced. This needs to end once and for all. If I come across another article of an animal abuser I might just publish a series on these horrible inhuman Neanderthals hoping it will catch some news. This is the kind of thing that is news worthy, not some 15-year-old having sex with a hot pocket. /face palm.
I read in the Yahoo! news how a 26-year-old woman applied to a senior position without the experience required. In a way she did deserve the backlash, but in another way, it was not classy for a senior recruiter to speak like that: so unprofessional. One shouldn’t apply to jobs in which they know they’re not qualified for.
At one point or another spouses, bfs/gfs will get annoyed with each other. When is it a deal breaker, though? If someone is viciously insulting someone they are supposed to protect, to Hell with that person. When they insult you and call you crude horrible names? Some people from my past seem to be delusional if they think I will want to be with them after they insulted me the way they did when I did many things for them at the time I shouldn’t have. They abused their favors with me and I said no more if they are going to act like a dick. It’s like they threw tantrums when they didn’t get what they wanted. They didn’t want to call me a girlfriend, but expected me to do favors like they were a boyfriend. They are sorely mistaken if I will let them walk all over me.
I may forgive for a peace of mind, but I’m not turning backward. If it becomes that toxic, I don’t need that kind of crudeness around me. People used to try to act like I was the psychotic one. They had the nerve to threaten lawyers on me when I wasn’t even doing anything but standing up for myself. And they still think I would want to be friends with someone who took it that far? Luckily no actual lawyers were called, but to Hell with someone who is going to threaten me like that and think I still want to be “friends” with someone after! The only thing crazy about me is how I would forgive someone who did that. I refuse to be with anyone who thinks they can insult me in such a vicious way and then try to make ME out to be the bad guy they are the ones out of their minds.
This is another thing I like about Travis. He never puts me down, encourages me to do things I want to do like encourages me to publish my book. I love him so much like I have never loved someone before. I hope one day we can properly be together and 8 – 16 hours, money, and a difficult schedule to make this work won’t be in the way. I have so much butterflies thinking about him.
You didn’t want to feed your months old baby because you wanted to play video games and smoke pot? You know you can do all three dumb asses! Maybe you should have used protection or close your legs if you can’t grow up and face responsibilities! Damn, almost abortion would have been better then that hell death that little baby went through: died with fists clenched and eyes open, the hell these heartless monsters! I’m not going to comment on abortion, though. I have mixed feelings about it.
Poor baby who didn’t make it: http://www.foxnews.com/story/2008/02/21/parents-baby-left-alone-in-car-seat-for-8-days-face-murder-charges/
I am so happy to read this baby was saved: http://thelibertarianrepublic.com/baby-found-starved-nearly-death-lazy-parents-video/
I don’t care if you used to be a partier mother. i know once a child is in the picture, I could never abandon that child if I ever have one. People like my friends who can’t have children who would be way better parents than these scum bags and some of my friends don’t get the chance to have children, while filth reproduce. There’s a special place in hell for parents like these in those two articles.
Articles like these makes me want to lose faith in humanity more and more each day. They deserve the death penalty in the exact fashion they neglected their child: no food, no water, not being able to change for 8 days to see how they like it! They deserve to be neglected and left alone until someone cares to give them anything the way they did their babies.
I recently saw this article http://celebrity.yahoo.com/news/beyonce-39-daughter-blue-ivy-gets-mini-cadillac-143000596-us-weekly.html?bcmt=comments-postbox
The comments disgusted me attacking Beyonce and Jay Z for buying their daughter a mini Cadillac. I tried to type something in the Yahoo! comments but the comments wouldn’t load up, and it’s probably best that it didn’t work so I decided to blog about it.
It’s not like Beyonce is a stuck up celebrity. She’s one of the nicer ones. She earned her money fair and square and she can spend it any way she pleases. As long as she’s not spending money she doesn’t have, who is one to bitch at her for it? Would you like it if people told you what to do with your money when you earned it? If you want to do something about the starving children of this world, donate your own damn money instead of bitching about the rich getting richer. They have donated to charities, do you expect every penny they earn to go feed the hungry and they have nothing for themselves? It’s a dog eat dog world and it always has been that way. Some have what it takes and some don’t.