"Tiny Tim"
Take a close look people, in this picture you will see a man that has sucked, fucked every midget , out of work porn star, and homeless bum he could get his hands on to become the complete and total loser he is today.
Who is this idiot and how much does he charge for a good rim job ? glad you asked, this, folks is a complete and total control freak with a weenie so small he could pick your teeth and you wouldn't even feel it.
But santa, why do you hate him so bad ??? ahhh , good question, allow me to explain my homicidal rage.........
It all started about 4 months ago, I met a chick online, who just happened to be from the same state I used to live in, at first it started off as just another chatter and so forth, her current situation was she was moving out of her ex-husbands house and possbily coming to Vegas to make a new home. We talked, I mean we talked forever, about everything, nothing, I started to totally dig her, I thought at last, I have found a friend that understands my insantity all to well,
she of course being just as nuts or even more then I was, which isn't a good thing,..but hey what can you do ??? So, our talks turned from once a week to just about every night, proving that once again, we should both be locked up for our morbid and very cruel ideas we were discussing,
yadda yadda yadda, fast forward to about a month later, all the sudden she disapears, haven't heard from her in weeks, so I'm thinking something happened (little did I really know), but not real concerned because people disapear all the time right ? (get bored with chatting, decide to get out and actually look around to discover their is a world outside of their computer) so no biggie, it was fun while it lasted, and all the sudden , boom. She's back, but now, she is in Colorado, more specificly Vail, Colorado, she had broke her leg in a car accident or something and was stuck their for the time being, we talked for awhile, and lone and behold, she starts telling me of this love story that went horribly wrong, she had met a guy before we started talking, fell for him...and you know the rest of the story, and now come to find out she is pregant with his demon seed, and it only gets worse from here on.......................
So, we talk and talk, I find out more and more about this idiot, he is loaded, rich like a motherfucker, (every womans dream right ? ) and apparenlty a little insecure bitch, but we will get to that in a minute. And, he works for the DOD and DOE (Department of Defense), (Department of Energy) and he writes high energy books or something like that for them. Whoopie fucking do. Anyway, if you ever believe that some people should not be allowed to breed, this cocksucker is living proof. Anyway, back to the point... me and her talk, I start feeling sorry for her, discovering that he has pretty much forced his will on her, what I mean by that is, he wouldn't allow her to leave the house without an "escort" wouldn't allow her to spend money without his "approval" and that includes her own money, which she had plenty saved before she met this fucker. This guy turns out to be the one night stand from hell.So, there is another bomb to this story, he made her sign a contract before they fucked like rabbits, ensuring that if she got pregant, she couldn't have an abortion and would inherit 1.5 million dollars from him as "payment" for the kid, now in the course of time, she found out what a complete loser he really is.
I have a real problem with control freaks, because I seen something really fucking horrible a few years ago, when I was living with my ex, she had a friend that was almost in this same situation, except the fucking pile of dogshit she called a guy wouldn't even let her out of her room, he would lock the door when he left the house, whether is was to the grocery store or to another state, it didn't matter, he wouldn't let her leave, wouldn't let her have friends, nothing, he would only allow her to work and come straight home, while taking her money and spending it how he pleased. The only reason we got involved because (my ex worked with her) brought this woman home one night crying, bruised, and her face was black & blue from what looked like a train had hit her, so I got really pissed, my ex on the other hand always had a cool head, decided to call the cops and have them come over to the apartment, so I agreed, reluctantly, I wanted so bad to kick the dogshit out of this guy, just to give you an idea of what the difference is between her and him, she weighed maybe 120, soaking wet, and was about 5"2, 5'3 at the most, he on the other hand, was 6ft, 250 pounds of asshole. So, while we are waiting for the cops to show up, all the sudden we get a loud knocking on the door, I answered it,and here stands (charles) mr asshole wanting to know if we seen his wife, as much as I wanted to smash his face in with the baseball bat I had sitting behind the door, charles was known for carrying a gun, I'm not bulletproof and I don't pretend to be either, otherwise I would be dead-lol ! I told him no, he didn't believe me, insisted on coming inside and looking around, just about that time, an officer was at the bottom of the stairs wanting to know if we were the ones who called, I said yes and charles all the sudden turned into a real pussy, he wiggled out of their without another word, I told the cop that was the asshole we called about, the cop's partner detained charles and the other came upstairs to talk to the other end of charles fist's, his wife.
So, things went as expected, charles went to jail for about 3 months for domestic abuse and I guess had a warrant or something, we let his wife stay with us for the time being, she was doing good, working a lot of hours so she could get back on her feet and get the fuck away from him (after my ex told her either pull her head out of her ass or she would wind up in the hospital next time) apparently, she pulled it out..or so we thought...
3 months goes by, asshole gets out, his wife is still staying with us, he called her at the house, I wasn't around or was my ex because we both working, but when we came home, she left us a note telling us she is going back home and is going to give it another try. I couldn't believe it either could my ex, but what could we do ? kidnap her ? make her stay with us ? we had to accept the fact that it was her life and that was that. Although, I feel DO feel responsible for this next part, a couple weeks went by, she had called a couple times, to let us know she was ok and things were going good, although we doubted she was being completely honest, we had to take her word for it. Couple more weeks went by, nothing, she hadn't been to work either,no contact what so ever. Then one night, one of the kids comes blasting into the room, telling us "that woman is on tv, that woman is on tv" I quickly paused my game and turned over to the news, sure as shit, it was her apt complex, listening to the anchor woman prattle on she finnally said what we already knew "A man died from repeated gunshots" They cut to a shot of her in the back of a police car, and some moron talking to the reporter about how this or that could have been avoided blah blah blah, we didn't hear it or did we care. We already knew what happened.
And that is why I hate control freaks
7-24-2004
Another weekend shot to hell...
I hate work sometimes, for example, I worked yesterday 4-12, and then I had to come into work this morning at 6-2pm, didn't actually get off until about 3 or so because I decided I wanted to get something to eat and just relax, by the time I got home I was so tired that I dam near collapsed after I took a shower, I fell asleep almost instantly, woke up at about 6 or so, thinking I slept 8, 9 hours, which in fact I just slept a little under 3, I went back to sleep, about 10:30, some STUPID Mexican calls asking for god knows who and to top it all off in broken english. After I told him wrong number twice, he got the message, but I had to do it slowly , so his retarded-non-english speaking brain would comprehend it, apparently it didn't, I hung up on the bastard and rolled over to go sleep, 20 minutes later, he calls again, I screamed at him "WRONG FUCKING NUMBER" and then slammed the phone in his ear. Then I turned off the ringer. Stupid fucker, speak english asswad, your in america now. The best part about writing this blog is, no mexican will be able to understand it, because it's in ENGLISH !!!!! So after that little outburst of hatred, I couldn't go back to sleep, and decided to get up and stare aimlessly at my computer for the rest of the night. Yay !

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