Just last Saturday i was strolling down the stair case and that frumpy good for nothing Offred ran straight in to me. She claimed to be sorry numerous, but i know that she meant what she did. I cant believe her, strutting around like she owns the damn place! I've since devised a plan to get my vengeance. I sense the foul odor of old butter on her pale flesh. There will be no more butter for a week for that little shit...
I gravely dislike those little red sluts. Their stupid little white hats, bobbing around as they swagger along. I would rather swing dead from the waning than have my dignity soiled by those scrawny old skin bags. Damn to those commanders too.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Martha Martha's background info
Hello fair folk of Gilead
On this fine day I will be discussing my personal attributes such as my robust physique, my fascinating pastimes, and my peculiar dreams. I am a rather short woman but I'm known to be a masculine piece of work. I also can be a raging shrew, to put it lightly... In my lonesome times I like to make objects using simply my back hair. I know that it is rather putrid, but I have nothing else to do. Sometimes I dream of being an opera singer who lived in the times of the vikings. I have a tremendous fear of ferrets and I often have nightmares about them.
Until next time,
Martha Martha
On this fine day I will be discussing my personal attributes such as my robust physique, my fascinating pastimes, and my peculiar dreams. I am a rather short woman but I'm known to be a masculine piece of work. I also can be a raging shrew, to put it lightly... In my lonesome times I like to make objects using simply my back hair. I know that it is rather putrid, but I have nothing else to do. Sometimes I dream of being an opera singer who lived in the times of the vikings. I have a tremendous fear of ferrets and I often have nightmares about them.
Until next time,
Martha Martha
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