People Who Aren't Invited To The Waffle Party...

[Sqweak]

The author of that book on amazon for pedophiles... @$$

Seriously?! Sometimes I think we take this freedom of speech thing too far, I can think of a zillion things this world would be better off without; that's just deplorable.

 

[Sqweak]

Now I’m thinking of other people I don't want to invite, lol.

1. My 4-grade teacher
2. Anyone from that blasted public school I was forced to go to
3. Anyone from that blasted Private Catholic School I had to go to
4. Every school bus matron who ignored my cries from being bullied
5. The emergency room doctor who diagnosed me with "nervousness" and sent me home, when I should have been admitted (way to invalidate somebody homes:tup:)
6. The psychiatrist who refused,refused to give me emergency medication because I missed my first appointment due to exams. Had the nerve to tell me I was irresponsible and giving me medication would be bad karma?!

NO WAFFLES for any of you, especially you number six. I predict tasty waffles in your presences could be potential fatal for my aura.

 

[The Albatross]

The sadistic periodontist who, without warning (my eyes were covered) jammed a needle into the roof of my mouth during oral surgery and asked "Can you feel that?!?" after I told him I was feeling the cuts and losing the local anaestesia (sp?). No waffles for you Bartriff.

 

[The Albatross]

1. My 4-grade teacher.

Yeah my 4th grade teacher too... who used to put me in the closet (an accordion type affair)... I would finish assignments early and get in trouble for talking. She was a mean frumpy looking lady with racoon eyes. No waffles for you Mrs. Manahan.

No waffles for my 7th grade Social Studies teacher either, Miss Kent. Who refused to believe that I had broken my wrist during a volley tennis game... because it was wrapped and splinted with ace bandages instead of a proper cast (my parents couldn't afford it). I had asked for permission to type the assignment, she insisted on me writing it by hand. I wrote and turned in my paper as best as I could with my right hand (I'm left handed). After class, she kept me over.. made me unwrap the wrist and try to write with my proper hand. It hurt so bad I started to cry. Then she made me try to write with my right hand. I guess I disassociated afterward, because I don't remember what happened after that. I don't think my parents ever knew.

 

[The Albatross]

No waffles for the first grade teacher (I blacked out her name and don't remember most of that school year) who early on didn't let me go to the restroom 25 minutes before the end of class. I kept raising my hand and she kept refusing... 5 minutes before the bell rang I peed myself in front of the whole class. She frowned and looked disgusted. No waffle for you b*tch. (I was afraid to leave the class without her permission because I'd already learned the consequences of not minding my father).

 

[The Albatross]

No waffles for the college psyche teacher who refused to let me drop the class after my rape at 27 (it was an evening class and there was a conflict with my rape crisis counseling). He told me to "get over it". I took the F and never went back to college (didn't know how to fight it). I found out later he was having dalliances with his students. No wonder the didn't think it was a big deal. Victimizer.

 

[Froggie]

Great idea the who not to invite for the waffle party

1. My ex employer and team leaders who didn't budge about those pedophile calls. They were to concerned about the money and their reputation instead of what was happening to those kids, teens and babies.
2. The policemen who told a pile of lies and told me the investigation was continuing and they had closed the case all along. B@ST@RDS
3. The b1tch or b@st@rd who warned the pedophiles that there were complaints about them using the telephone service for hearing impaire people. I don't know who you or they are, but I sure hope life will take care of your karma.
4. The employees that didn't do anything or were too scared to do anything, I may just give them a piece of old dried out waffle without any syrup or stuff. They were scared, but so was I, that was no excuse to deliberately turn their backs on kids.

That's a good start. Now I feel like vomiting ... waffles will be later for me

<Unlinked 2 words as they opened up an e-mail. Amethist>

 

[AliveInside]

Who I won't be inviting (assuming I'm invited);

1. Every rude asshole who walks up to me with a grin and asks me what happened to my face or points or whatever variation you like.

2. The guy who put me through my windshield.

3. The girl who I had come home to visit who hated me anyway.

4. Any haters I overlooked.

 

[AliveInside]

Oh I almost forgot, all the plastic surgeons who worked on my face. f*ck them too.

 

[NIKI]

No waffles for:
Now this was a long time ago but, my so called close friend, Thersa, who betrade me by going out on a date with my boyfriend (while he was still my boyfriend!)
No waffles for the ex boyfriend either!

 

[AliveInside]

a punch in the face for both of them

 

[NIKI]

:) Ha, thanks for havin my back Alive.