Dear Respected Ethical Institution,

If what you have done, against the express instructions you have now had from me for, oh, two and a half years, makes my sister any iller than she already is, I will have you in front of the regulatory authorities and have them pursue you to the ends of the earth. You are supposed to be the good guys. Act like it.

Fuck you.

Me.

Dear Hormones-

FUCK YOU you fucking SHJT-for-brained little assholes!

Bring back the woman that I married, because You SUCK!!!

Let's go you little fuckers. CHOP CHOP!!!
OUT!!!
*Schmack

Wait- maybe this was intended for the 'Letters You Will Never Send' thread.

I'm apparently too penitent of a member for my conscience to handle saying the word: "Fuck" online anymore.
*Facepalm

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Dear Facebook, I think my four-month-old daughter just had a seizure and I'm freaking out. Should I call the doctor?

AND YOUR FIRST INSTINCT IS TO POST ON FACEBOOK ABOUT IT??

There are not enough "fucks" to describe my absolute rage at you, you idiot woman. I was hoping the ability to be an unfit mother didn't run in the family, but you're doing a pretty good job of proving me wrong.

Once again, a big FUCK YOU to cancer.

Oh, and I'm definitely seconding the WHAT THE FUCK?! about that FB post, Smalltown.

So, Mike Huckabee thinks the shootings were caused because the US "removed God from Schools", James Dobson thinks its because of Gay marriage.

Predictable, yes, but still a Fuck you moment.

You bitch if we help you. You bitch if we don't help you. We made an incredible effort to take you in and care for you, and you repay us with a constant barrage of insults and belittling my mother to tears? I swear, if you weren't so old that one punch would turn you to dust I would lay you out flatter than a god damned board.

What really kills me is you call yourself a Christian and sit there judging people all damn day because they don't measure up to the standards you set for them. Look in the mirror; neither do you!

Everyone tells me that it's because you're sick. You're not that sick. Forgetful, yes. Sick? No. You're just a bitter old bitch and right now I'm ashamed to be any relation to you at all.

(Logical? No. Does it make me feel better? Yes.)

Oh, fuck cancer. Fuck it hard.

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Originally posted by Hive:
Oh, fuck cancer. Fuck it hard.

I came here to say something very similar mostly because its been one year rather than anything new.

If I had been there, it would have been interesting to see if I could have beaten you to death before the police arrived.

Fuck YOU, TM's aunt, for being all pissy at him for no reason and saying things that could easily send him into a funk the day before Christmas. Fuck you so much.
He LIKES his job, thanks, and are you fucking aware of the life changes we'd - as a family THAT YOU ARE NOT FUCKING PART OF - have to make if he decided to go back to school? Regardless of whether you'd pay for it or not, who'd pay the fucking RENT?
He's happy in his job, we have a happy fulfilling life, and we have a fucking SECOND CHILD on the way. He's NOT fucking going to get his Masters in some random degree because YOU have some weird competition with your brother.
And by the way? TM is NOT YOUR SON. He's your nephew. Fuck off.

Fuck you Verizon.