Karin, why don’t you just quit already?! You fucking junkie; you give strippers a bad name! Making a scene in the club over an 8 dollar food order that had some pork in it! YOU REMIND ME OF THE FAILURES IN MY LIFE!! Being all ghetto at three in the afternoon, yelling on your pay as you go cell phone, “yo dis soup ha pork innt yo, I wan my money back aight!! I aint no swine eater!!”

Is that because you don’t eat you own kind? I really don’t know why you were hired…you make no money for the place, and you traipse around with your cellulite just bulging out of your dress, with your god dammed gorilla face. And it’s always the same dress, a green colored disaster, with stains on it! Green suits you, because when they film monsters in movies, that’s the color lighting they use. And you’re a heavy cocaine user, how come you’re still so fat? You spend half the day taking massive diarrhea dumps and the other half wiping off your nose, but you’re still a penis shrinking mess.

The worst of it is that you’re a mother, a mother that doesn’t provide a roof over her head for her child. Hey bitch, SAVE UP SOME DAMM MONEY! I feel terrible for your kid; because you’re gonna raise him as stupid and ignorant as you. You feel so good that you recently bought an air mattress…how about a deposit for an apartment? And you keep taking that air mattress to different peoples places, until you wear out your welcome and they kick you out, cause you’re a no tact having, know it all, obnoxious bitch. I’m gonna find that air mattress and pop some holes in it, but I won’t have to, it can only take that garganto ass for so long.