Swearing mom

I took the 5:53 tonight and didn't have enough juice on my phone to power a blog entry during the ride.

And then I started to watch "Your Kid Ate What?!" on TLC after dinner and zoned out in front of the TV until now. I can say I plan on burning every wire hanger in my house this weekend after what I saw.

I just want to say to this to the ladies, if you have predominant 'pepperonies', white tank tops are best left at home.

If you don't know what I mean, take a look at a certain part of your boobies in the mirror ... do you get it now?

Good. Cover em' up. It's distracting.

I can't help but stare.

Oh, and to the swearing mom who told half of the coach I was on to "F*ck off" because there weren't any seats where she and her 8 year old daughter could sit together, all you had to do was kindly ask one any of us to switch or move.

We would have gladly obliged as many of us weren't paying attention to you. Because, you know, the world doesn't revolve around you. We're not mindreaders.

Your language and outburst was uncalled for.

What example are you setting for your kid?