Stealing From My Dung Heap

Today... this is not a vent...

It is an all out attack on the No-Good pieces of elephant droppings that take things from sweet people, such as myself...

I go to work way too many days out of the year... I feel guilty if I take a day off to go to the doctor... who needs to take time off just because their face is so swollen that they can't see? Just drive me in, guide me through the door and turn on my pc... I can type with my eyes closed... (it may read something like this: kelwi thod yelaldjt... ) Well anyway, I only take time off from work when my loving husband insists.

My husband also works... can you believe it... Two people, living in the same house, both holding down a real job. Almost unheard of! Actually, many families in America are doing the same thing... We are not special. (not in that way... lol)

So why can't other people do the same thing. Get their lazy a**es out of bed, pull away from the video games, and step out into the world of the employed.

You know who I am talking about... Not the homeless, living in the streets. Not those who are between jobs, who are diligently searching for a way to pay the bills. And, not those who are disabled or retired.

I am talking about those evil cow-patty, maggot-leaching, happy to sponge off society, crap heads. Oh, I know... I am judging.

But, I am ticked. Ticked is really too mild a term... you will have to imagine the words I really mean. Have you ever been so mad, that you could not even come up with a good curse... That is the stage I am at... Sounds funny. "Too mad to cuss!!!"

But, Darn-Nabbit... Why are you taking the things we work for. If you need food, knock on the door. We will feed you. If you need shelter... knock on the neighbors door... just kidding. Knock on our door... we will help you find shelter. If your babies are sick, we will help you buy medicine...

We are just that kind of people... Like so many other people... We have, and we share.

But, how does breaking the window on my hubby's car and stealing a stereo justify your needs? The funny thing about this crappy ordeal is... The stereo did not even work. It was the original equipment that was in my hubby's 73 Porsche. He could have bought a new system (one that played music), but he kept the broken system for sentimental reasons. It is like me keeping my old red sweat shirt... the one covered in paint splatters, torn at the elbow, and looks better in-side-out. (I love that shirt Mr J! Don't you dare trash it... I am serious!)

The theivery does not stop there... people are stealing from each other day and night... not just monetary items. More importantly, they are stealing sentimental items. How can you replace the letters you had from a loved one... that were in your purse that is ripped from your arm?

Or, the idiots who are now in the habit of stealing the "Support our Troops" magnets off of cars. Hmmm... Support our troops - steal a magnet... catchy huh?

Or how about the category of You will surely Burn in Hell... Those who steal from churches. I would love to be at the Gates fo Heaven... while you are trying to explain this to God.

Or, the sh** piles who steal from the elderly... Our parents, our grandparent, our veterans... being robbed by care-takers. You need a swift kick in the... well, in the head.

I have no tolerance for thieves...

If I can drag my tired behind out of bed and to the office... then surely you, who are so young and can run so fast from the law, can get a job too.

Are you too proud to flip burgers or too lazy? I'm asking because... if worse came to worse, I would take orders at Mickey D's before I would take money from the collection plate.

Perhaps it boils down to principals...

I wish I could gather all the little thug-wanna-be's in my neighborhood and give them all a flush!