f_a_llin_g__ap_a_rt icewater "What the hell do you think you were doing?!" her mother screamed. this was not good timing for the girl, she was falling apart. "I didn't know--" "DON'T PLAY DUMB WITH ME, YOU LITTLE SLUT!" she was a bit preoccupied, so being cut off didn't really bother her this time. She picked up an ear and tried to stick it back on. It fell off and made a small fleshy thud as it hit the floor by her mothers feet. "THIS IS THE LAST TIME I EVER, EVER TRUST YOU WITH ANYTHING!" What was she yelling about again? This probably wasn't good--oops, ok, now her arm fell off. How was she going to do anything with just one arm? "If i ever. see you flirting with my new boyfriend again. you are GONE. do you hear me?? GONE." she scanned the floor for her nose, it must be around here somewhere....she picked up an index finger and her left arm and began screwing the finger back in. She hated when this happened. "what the FUCK do you think you're doing?! YOU LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU, YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF TRASH!" "sorry ma, its just...I'm falling apart...could you hand me that ear by your feet?" she gestured to the pink ear which lay battered next to Angela's red pumps that had somehow made the journay from the eighties without looking nearly as beat up as the ear did now. "what the...fuck? WHAT ARE YOU PLAYIN AT? Theres no EAR by my foot! Are you crazy?!...." Angela looked about her feet, ear....ear? maybe that was some sort of slang. Maybe her little bitch daughter was making fun of the situation. "WHAT DOES EAR MEAN? don't play games with me, missy. I'll have your ass out cold before you can say 'blowjob'!" "ear means...ear...its by your foot, hang on..." Becca crouched by her mother's feetand picked up...well...nothing. She held it up to show her mother. "thats...what?...you aren't holding anything..?!..." Becca got up and licked the backside of her ear, maybe it would stick better this time. she moved her head sideways so te ear balanced on top, then she made a fist and tried to hammer it on. It flopped off, and this time, one of her breasts fell down her shirt and onto the floor. Well, that was just great. "YOU QUIT FOOLIN WITH ME! NOW YOU TELL ME WHY YOU DID ANTHONY!" "ma...I didn't...I thought you were taling baout--just hang on a sec, i can't get my arm on the right way..." She always went to pieces when she was stressed out. this time it was because of school. Figures that something as worthless as pubic highschool would do this to her. Becca sighed. maybe if she got some crazy glue... 021203 ... oopsy journey talking about (spell check) 021203 ... BSC public? 021203 ... icewater that one, too 021203 ... jane i feel lately like i'm br o ke n in pieces 021203 ... blather spell check "BSC" is an imposter, or at the very least not the original blather spell check. Someone has stolen my fake anal identity. I do not intend this post to be in anger or envy, but simply as a clarification and notification that someone else has taken the job. 021203 what's it to you? who go blather from