Guten Morgen meine Damen und Herren - und ihren Schwestern.
(papa)
Well, yesterday sucked. My wife's family had their annual sucky-ass get together barbecue. They're nice enough people, but there's only one decent looking chick in the whole gathering and I'm pretty sure that she's afraid of me, so it was a blah event. Plus, I have to communicate with strict filters because of all those fucking kids running around; you can almost sense the nervousness in the other parents whenever I opened mouth, as if the word
cunt could come flying out at any moment. I'm not normally that crude in gatherings anyway, but people like that almost make want to be as offensive as they perceive me to be.
We're supposed to head to Lake St. Catherine today for a party or picnic or a combination of the two being hosted by my wife's friends, so it's another day of paranoid feelings where I assume that everyone who looks at me is thinking, "oh, he's that porn guy."