August 22nd, 2009 by admin

Years of walking up and down wobbly non-attached stairs to a mobile home have chiseled the look that you see in that picture. I’m sure her mother was proud when she made it 17 without having her first kid. That’s 2 years older than when she gave birth to her. I’m sure the baby’s name is something like Chastity or Rhett. It’s ok though, the father sends $50 a week and picks her up in his tricked out 80′s model Buick Regal. They go cruising on Friday nights between the local mall and Pizza Hut. He’s aspiring to either become a rapper or start his own recording studio. He’s even drawn out his own logo. It’s a pot leaf with two 9mm pistols over the top. He’s got a “cousin” in the business that’s going to help get him started.

Conversation with this bitch is limited to bitching about how the other teen mothers in the trailer park shouldn’t be “runnin they mouth”, and do you know where to get any weed. Due to a low self esteem and small frame of reference, jokes are always taken as insults. Unless the jokes are about weed, then you might get a smirk.  It’s difficult to navigate the world of drugs and interracial dating for the sole purpose to piss off your parents AND try to make good grades while work a real job. Well heck work any job. I guess with a face like that you can write off sales or customer service. Maybe that victim attitude she carries around will land her a nice welfare check until junior there drops out of high school. The main reason being the other kids and teachers don’t get him and math is too hard.