Monday, December 28, 2009

F*ck THAT Noise

Goddamn Facebook changed their privacy settings and now I'm all naked in the freakin breeze. My cult-member first cousin found me and sent me a message asking me how I am and where I live and do I go to my brother's shows. You know, I don't hate the man, but I do fear him.

How about "With all due respect to you and your 'religion' - and go to it, God bless - I would prefer not to communicate with someone who was raised to believe that my mother is the primary cause of evil and suffering in the world today. I appreciate that you're trying to reach out to family - 'blood is thicker than water'...blah blah blah. Please don't send your people to slash my freakin tires, or kill my dog"?