::Shebytches::

When I finally stopped screaming at the sight of all our stuff still
unpacked and the sound of movers knocking at the door to move us, I cursed
the day I heard of the moving faeries. Those little shits didn't show up,
didn't even call to say they weren't going to show up and we were stuck at
the eleventh hour hurriedly cramming our crap into whatever was available. I
tried to call the number on their card but all I got was some weird chanting
and giggling. Lots of it. I left a message, but I just don't think they
care!
Just goes to show you that my nana was right. Never trust a faerie.

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What you said!!!

What you said about Sarrah's article on riding a bike in TO

Right on sister! Fuck what other people think or say. I get all the time too
on my site. Morons. It's always the same tired bullshit, "You suck. I bet you're a cow. Get laid and then you won't be so bitter...blah,blah,blah" I try my best to laugh it off and recognize that my site, and yours, is not for them. I know I can be an angry cunt
and sometimes I rather enjoy it. Power to the Pussy!
XOXO
-MegaBeth

Adam: Maybe if you rode your bike properly you woodnôt have so many problems. Cunt.

Barb: I know how you feel. Iôm scared to ride my bike in the city because of people that donôt look before opening their car doors.

Maria: Just because you ride a bike doesnôt mean you own the road. Fucking bitch! You guys make it hard for us to drive with all the weaving you do.

Ray: Itôs easy. Stay home, donôt go out, and you wonôt have any problems.