To Answer Your Question, Bane...
...no. I don't feel better.
And no, LL, I'm not at peace. (Thanks for your love tho, "momma".)
I'm mad as a mothafucka.
I'm angry that my piece-of-shit brother, my MPU's husband, and other folks didn't TELL ME that she was ill, and thus give me an option to "bury the hatchet", and make amends (both ways, if possible), while she could still FUCKING SPEAK.
I'm ANGRY that I took the high road, traveled over 800 fucking miles to be treated like an outsider:
"Hey, dipshit brotha....I've only been estranged for three years, ASSHOLE. I was the one that was "there for" her for YEARS, remembered her favorite candies, flew to her house every time she had "palpations", indulged her husband with drink when she was makin' HIM crazy, chauffered her ass everywhere she wanted to go when she didn't feel "up to" driving that Lincoln of hers, and oh.... made sure she got home when YOU THREW HER ASS OUT OF YOUR HOUSE 700 MILES FROM HOME, you piece of SHIT."
I am SO FUCKING ANGRY that my brothas "ho" was soooooo fucking visable through this whole affair.
"Hey, dipshit brotha's ho, I KNOW that the MPU would NOT want to be cremated in that garish, yellow blouse and SANDALS, you no-class BITCH, and who tha fuck do you think you are going through the MPU's closet?"
"Yea, I know you and the MPU have gotten "close" the last few years. I understand you both have a deep love for, "show me tha moneyyyyyyyyy!", and that you are VERY aware that she, like her son, have TONS OF IT."
"No, bitch, that garish fuckin urn you pointed out to MPU's husband will NOT do. While she loved flowers, I doubt that she'd like to spend eternity in something with hot pink and baby blue fucking flowers!"
"Oh, and by the way....since you know no better, a dress, of red, flowing chiffon, is INAPPROPRIATE for a "viewing".
I bit my tongue (my bloggy momma would be proud), slept on the floor,(my child on the sofa, watching all this WEIRDNESS), was left to my own devices, and am still tryin' to wrap my mind 'round all this crap.
Bits n pieces, folks......only way I can give it to ya.
Thanks for listening....
And no, LL, I'm not at peace. (Thanks for your love tho, "momma".)
I'm mad as a mothafucka.
I'm angry that my piece-of-shit brother, my MPU's husband, and other folks didn't TELL ME that she was ill, and thus give me an option to "bury the hatchet", and make amends (both ways, if possible), while she could still FUCKING SPEAK.
I'm ANGRY that I took the high road, traveled over 800 fucking miles to be treated like an outsider:
"Hey, dipshit brotha....I've only been estranged for three years, ASSHOLE. I was the one that was "there for" her for YEARS, remembered her favorite candies, flew to her house every time she had "palpations", indulged her husband with drink when she was makin' HIM crazy, chauffered her ass everywhere she wanted to go when she didn't feel "up to" driving that Lincoln of hers, and oh.... made sure she got home when YOU THREW HER ASS OUT OF YOUR HOUSE 700 MILES FROM HOME, you piece of SHIT."
I am SO FUCKING ANGRY that my brothas "ho" was soooooo fucking visable through this whole affair.
"Hey, dipshit brotha's ho, I KNOW that the MPU would NOT want to be cremated in that garish, yellow blouse and SANDALS, you no-class BITCH, and who tha fuck do you think you are going through the MPU's closet?"
"Yea, I know you and the MPU have gotten "close" the last few years. I understand you both have a deep love for, "show me tha moneyyyyyyyyy!", and that you are VERY aware that she, like her son, have TONS OF IT."
"No, bitch, that garish fuckin urn you pointed out to MPU's husband will NOT do. While she loved flowers, I doubt that she'd like to spend eternity in something with hot pink and baby blue fucking flowers!"
"Oh, and by the way....since you know no better, a dress, of red, flowing chiffon, is INAPPROPRIATE for a "viewing".
I bit my tongue (my bloggy momma would be proud), slept on the floor,(my child on the sofa, watching all this WEIRDNESS), was left to my own devices, and am still tryin' to wrap my mind 'round all this crap.
Bits n pieces, folks......only way I can give it to ya.
Thanks for listening....
posted by Lil Toni at 11:42 PM
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