All these Fucking lil Welfare Case Kids!!! AHHHHHHHH!!

Fucking Hola Putas,
A shot out to all the Mamas out there!!! It's hard being the mom of many lil bastards, you see I never got married, so all eleventeen of my kids are bastards! I never got that far into the relationship I had with any of their fathers. Yes FatherS! None of my kids have the same dad, they all end up getting locked up as soon as I get Knocked up. And I always know when I get pregnanunt cuz to tell you the truth I always end up getting "The Curse", no not my period, The fucking thing growing inside me. Period, yeah right, I've only ever had one and that was recent too. I was at the gym, in the showers, lathering up with all the other girls, soaping eachother, washing eachothers hair, you know! Girly Time. All of a sudden I started bleeding, I never knew about that cuz I got pregnanunt in 7th grade and never made it to sex ed! Well I thought I was dying and the girls they started laughing at me and throwing tampons, yelling "Plug it up! Plug It UP!" Since they were making fun of me bleeding, I had to level the playing field! I ended up getting arrested and Charged with 19 counts of attempted murder, but I fucked the judge and he lowered it to some minor traffic violations. God was on my side, well I was on my back. Anyways I need a fucking break cuz all they do is eat, sleep and shit! Not to mention the never-ending crying and bugging. Mommy I'm hungry, I'm shit on, brother cut my hand off again!! It's like "STOP killing my high you little fuckers! UH! I'd go drop them off at my moms pad and run away, but she ain't even home. She's gone to visit her man in prison. I should just leave them on the porch with some bread and balongna, till she gets back. I'm right, I don't got to deal with this shit. Thank you Bloggers for helping me figure out what to do about my headach! Drop them off and get a 40oz! Thanks.
~Kitty Morena "ChiChi Pussyculo"

P.S. Here's a classic video where I talk about all my damn lil brats...

Public Assitance Needs Assistance. Kitty Style!

Okay, this shit ain't even funny. Let me tell you what happened to me this morning. So I'm at the Welfare office, cuz my stupid social worker messed up my check for this month. So the bitch made me come in and let me tell you something, there are sooooo soooo soooooooo many fucking people jumping on the government assistance banwagon since this whole recession thing started. It's like what the fuck now? They wanna cut off the money the government owes me so I can share it with all those people who wanna work but have no job. Shit they are perfectly able and willing to work but NO, everyone's going around and getting laid off cuz there's little money in the economy! And the little money that's in the economy is being taken by those rich white people with hooves for feet and have horns coming out of their heads. Drinking their expensive wines and viles of baby's blood, I know for sure cuz my priest told me. Anyways pues, there I was in line behind this woman who said she used to work for this big cooperation and now has been reduced to such poverty. This guy in front of me was saying he was once this big shot eating at fancy places, probably like Red Lobster, he now has to shop at Food 4 Less with food stamps. I politely got in their business and said "Fucking Excuse me!! Don't complain, you're lucky I don't cut you up now that I have to share part of my government money with each of you greedy ass bastards, this ain't about you. Yes! times are hard and they are going to get worse before it gets better, and you tell yourselves how terrible it is to live like the poor but let me tell you that you were already poor... on the inside. You say you can't survive without your credit cards, your sports cars, and your yogurt shops. If you think that you're better off dead then let me know so I can help you out with that. You say that your life is not worth living cuz you no longer have nice things, try having all these damn kids, always breaking my nice shit. And you say you don't want to go on cuz you have to slum it with trash. You think you're better than me?!?" So I took my box cutter and danced it across their clothes. Now they don't just need assistance with food, but with clothes too. About 30 seconds later they needed housing too cuz I put a bomb in... just kidding, I don't got to do that since the bank is foreclosing the property anyways. That's fucked up! So all I can say is Keep Your Head To The Sky cuz what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. And if it was me trying to kill you, I'll be back... SO when times get hard, it's time to get hard. So in this time of money problems, here are a few ways to make money in this recession......ENJOY!!!!







Love,
.:Kitty Morena LA Surena:.