While I’m working on a post about my trip last week, I want to quickly share the latest installment of our Snarky Bitch series. This one didn’t even fit on the card – and just to let you know, that’s perfectly OK. Because sometimes you just have to let your bitch fly out, fingernails sharpened and rubbing her dirty underwear in the face of the foe.
Sometimes I think I could sit down and write a Snarky Bitch letter that is at least three pages long. Longhand.
This one was mailed to me from a reader in Texas. Actually, this reader just moved to Texas not too long ago and the people who bought her old house on the East coast turned out to be straight outta “Goodfellas”. I guess what I mean is it seems there were some shady requests by people with big hairy balls and lots of annoying personality traits.
And then the reader realized the new buyers were trying to snoop around the Internet and get the scoop on her. And her life. Personal shit. FUCKING WEIRD.
Feel free to vent about your home selling frustrations below. I know it definitely pissed me off when the people who bought my old house wanted us to buy them an assload of new windows.
I told them to bite me.
*you can click on the image to enlarge it*
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