Why do you always poo-poo everything I do? I buy us a nice thick steak for dinner, fresh broccoli, and you wanted gross pre-made mashed potatoes so I got you some and I got fudgie brownie things with cream cheese frosting. First you give me shit because the steak I bought is too thick and it could be a roast, then you say you don’t like cream cheese frosting anymore. WTF is wrong with you? Every time I try to do something nice for you, you act like a bitch and point out the things that I did wrong rather than be grateful. Do you even KNOW that you are an ass??
My Yorkie is the love of my life. I tell it like it is. Sometimes I swear a lot. Sometimes I'm not very poltically correct. What you see is what you get. I live my life my way and for me. Life is too short to give a crap about what other people think of me.