sagaciously is...

the pixie on my shoulder made me do it....

• if I'm on a flight, and anyone starts clowning (peeing on the floor, speaking in tongues, denouncing the fascist American oppressors, etc.) I'mma claw their heart out with my acrylic fingernails my dayum self. F*ck an Air Marshall, and the law. I got babies, and I'd rather they see their momma in jail, than taking a dirt nap. I'm jes saying...
• Somehow, the dominatrix in me came out after I turned 40. Suddenly, I have several new pairs of Stilletto's, and I'm loving old 40's suits all of a sudden. Pencil skirts and palazzo pants suits. Real butch, in an "I'll wear red lipstick and walk on your back" kind of way. Hmph.
• If the N'ation of I'slam decides to commit Jihad by putting liquid explosive in bean pies, I'm f*cked.
• Yes, I know that was horrible, and factually inaccurate. But I'm eating a slice of bean pie now, and this thought briefly troubled me.
• Lawd, forgive me for disrespecting the dead, but I'm blaming the Ramseys for putting JonBenet in a position where a grown man would look at her at 6 years old, and fall in love. Obviously he's got serious issues, but in those photos, she looks like a tart.
• *briefly wonders how many children have been molested since this story broke? children whose stories got no airtime, as we dissected John Karr*
• **then wonders if the nation is obsessed because a beautiful child was killed, or because that child was dressed like a tart**
• While watching 'When the Levees Broke': Who is "they", and why do we still expect "them" to do a m*tha f*ckin thing?