So things are getting better for handicaps, which is great, and I respect that. However, there is an increasing number of people and types of people getting on the list. You see this in some parking lots. You might even hear about it if you do tech support for any company via phone. It is a beast that was created from what society considers a gift of life, pregnant women.
I expect for those reading this to react in odd ways. But listen to me as I am a chick and know my chick stuff. You, as a woman, volunteer to have the kid. Unless it was an accident where the common proven fact of lack or improper condom use shines from the example that you have become, or unless it is from a rape and your religion forces you to keep it, in which you should really ask yourself, “Is that what God would do? Would He really take the rape and keep the child?” The answer to that should be a no, but eh, I’m not a saint.
With that said, pregnant bitches should not wobble around steaming with hormonal imbalance. That would be just as bad, if not worse, than Godzilla in Tokyo. But, because they do, there are now signs in many places that have given them handicap treatment. They get first row of parking for something that isn’t a disability, when in fact it is a God given trait. Women are designed to carry heavy weights in their womb, with a threshold for the pain that they endure.
I understand there is a burden, but there should be another term other than handicap for these conditions. You see, if you notice, there is parking for expecting mothers. Though it is hilarious, it is better than them taking the handicap route and literally using their pregnancy as a disability. Bitch, if you can’t do something then don’t complain about it, get your man to do it for you. That is what they are for, anyway.
All I am saying is this: If these women want to be treated like handicaps, then they should do something that would make them unable to function like normal human beings, which some that are considered normal aren’t, like the quasi-retard that out-does all the other guys in length and girth. He was “normal”. Like, fall down stairs, or get into a car accident. Of course not with the kid in the womb. That would be stupid.
It irks me even more that some use it as a hurdle for the most simplistic amount of tech support: unplugging the electrical outlet. Like stated before, if you can’t do it, then don’t bitch at me about. Don’t cry to me about it either. Just be calm, if it is possible, and hand the task over to someone who doesn’t have an eight pounder in their womb.
I respect the idea of having reserved spots for handicaps, but there shouldn’t be a mixing of the two. It’s not like a pregnant woman could claim disability. If they can, then I would be pregnant all the time. Because of that, there should really be another way to really classify and treat it.
For those that wonder why the hell there is a blog about this in a magazine aimed at horrific material—isn’t me bitching about this pretty fucking horrific? Inhuman of me, isn’t it? That’s what Mr. Dedman claimed.
Table of Contents
Fantastic Pets and Eccentric Owners
Invisible Pain
Daddy’s Little Girl
Asterius
Killing Just For Fun
Duppy
The Scribes
Greg
Bill Goldberg
Kim
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