BASTARDS AND BITCHES IN A BOX...

Everyone has their own personal list of a-holes who've managed to creep into their lives like a poisonous spider in your favorite shoes. You try and try to eradicate them from your omnipotent life but they keep returning like a vicious boomerang. Well, do I have a solution for you. Chop their mutha effing heads off and keep your little ghoulish collection in a box to remind you of what personality traits you must steer clear of in the future. Bastards/Bitches in a box I call them. It's a simple solution to an on-going problem. To all the forthcoming enemies that will no doubt cross my path again, this will be you if you don't start kissing my ass beginning today.