I made this mix for myself last night and while I was listening to it on my way to work; grinning and singing, “All those hookers in their fucking cars, 12-steppin’ hippies hangin’ out at the bar, Suckers and fuckers…” at the top of my lungs, I realized I should just share it with you.
Commiseration is the elixir that soothes my prickly soul. I’m not good with rationalization… it elevates my rage. Yes, I know that person has probably had a hard life or is maybe, deep down a good person… I don’t care. When I’m in that moment, I just want you to say, “Yeah, Tracy, you’re right. She is a pig fucker! Let’s push her down a well.”
Wicked words make me smile. To that end… let’s get to it.