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The Albatross III: Shortest Straw V

The albatross begins with it's vengeance
A terrible curse a thirst has begun
His shipmates blame bad luck on the mariner
About his neck, the dead bird is hung.

Really, really fucker? You know I'm counting on some money and yer fucking sitting front row at a marvel event and then crying the fucking blues about being poor to me this week? Are u fucking kidding me? And you're not the only person I supposedly call fucking call freind that I associate with the toyline bullshit that takes too much and leaves me with nothing, I'm sick of it, these people that I have allowed into my personal life shouldn't be there, they are fucking leeches, I shouldn't be chasing assholes for Monday when they have given their fucking word that last week they will have money for me, and a week later I'm fucking chasing assholes, I have bills and fucking responsibilities and I don't take lightly to people that can afford fucking luxuries when I'm sitting here scrambling with ten bucks I had to fucking borrow from my woman to make ends meet. This is why I fucking hate Hamilton and the Niagara area, there are no fucking solid people anymore unless they are fucking family or people I have known since I was little, (and even that it depends on the person because that's another Clusterfuck, not my circus, not my monkeys tho.) but the sad fact is most of the local people in the toy community here in Hamilton are two faced and always quick with the stab in the back and the fucking bullshit excuses. I've had enough of that from fucking people, I get enough of it in my personal fucking life. This albatross around my fucking neck needs to begone, and the fact that it was once agian someone I supposedly trusted that's got the excuse makes me think that from now fucking one I'm going to have a much harder shell, I should not be worrying about fucking toy money owed at this stage of the game but of course, everyone shows their true face when told to fucking man up and pay up. Pretty fucking sad that people aren't true to their fucking word, sadder still that I'm such an idiot I actually trust these idiots with things I didn't really feel like giving up. I have little things in my life that are way more fucking important than these fucking retards. Time to focus on that. I'm sick of selfish motherfuckers whether they be toy collectors, single fucking moms that don't know how to have responsibility and/or love for the children they have created while feeling free and fucking entitled to party and slut around, even at forty, enjoy spinster life whore,drama queens,and others who affect my fucking life, I'm too damn old for this shit and I have earned a respite from this shit. It's about me and mine not anyone else and their problems. I have no fucking time for it anymore. I have other concerns on my mind and my own issues and concerns to address, the toy thing is what it's always been, a means to an end.

It's nice walking into a store and likely confirming by the owners actions that he was in on the high level theft of toys and comics from me back in December, being kicked out of a store because a freind wanted to look in cuz of the toys over politics? That's Hamilton and faggot toy collectors for you, whatever the reason is anymore for these petty little beefs I don't care anymore, give me one more big pay day and I am getting the fuck out. Fuck all these stupid collecting trash bags with no ethics and no honour, it's all about them and that's not who I am that's never going to be who I am.

I'm sick of being angered and being angry as a fucking result of these hollow fucking people, I have better things to do, real battles to fight, than to be playing petty political battles with overgrown, overweight man children that don't care about anyone than themselves, if I'm to call any of those idiots freinds locally I would rather not have that kinda of freind or even acquaintance, and the sad part is I have real enemies, these people don't even register on that scale, they are jokes in comparison. The things I have to do next month that are more important than this shit take priority. I'm done sept 27. For good, fuck local Hamilton toy politics, you don't kick a child out of a toy store because of a personal beef with an adult, I'm sick of dealing with local overgrown greedy adult men children who only care about themselves. Toys should be for kids, not collectors. This was only a job, now it's an albatross.

Current Mood: Pissed Off

The mariner kills the bird of good omen
His shipmates cry against what he's done
But when the fog clears, they justify him
And make themselves a part of the crime.

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