my father ( a self-proclaimed redneck) once said "you can't polish a turd..and if you try, you'll just end up with shit all over your hands"..my mother then threw a jar of Prego at him...I'm lucky I can even read.
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I often feel like Kathleen Turner in Serial Mom. Whenever someone doesn’t flush a public toilet or acknowledge the fact that I opened a door for them, it makes me want to fucking stab them over & over all the while planning my grocery list in my head.