My blog ratings suck!

WARNING! FOUL LANGUAGE AND DISTURBING IMAGES!
Ok, so I've been following the blog awards discussion on Doc's, COD's and other pages, read an illuminating summary by Dawn of why this discussion matters, and finally used a tip from Andrea to run my blog through the rating checker.
Yikes! G-rated.
Gotta change that. Solidarity, you know.
Fortunately, there is still enough Halloween candy around the house to turn me from a mild mannered, self-possessed mom into a raving bitch in less than fifteen minutes. Or else it was PMS. Anyway, it's not enough that the kids eat that shit day and night and can't think of anything else to talk about for a week before and a few weeks after Halloween. It's not enough that I have to go out and freeze my ass off on a cold evening, when I would rather sit around with a nice glass of wine, and knock on some strange schmucks' doors begging for candy. It's not enough that I run into the goddamned candy wrappers all over the house.
But why do I also have to run into this?

What the hell is this?! Hairball? Cat shit? No, it's a fucking Tootsie Roll, chewed up, and left behind the bookshelf in my kids' room! I mean, WTF!
So, I told Peter that if he ever saw one of his friends do this, he had my permission to kick his ass.
OK, that should do it.

Comments

[Doc]

Well fuck, I was going to nominate you. Now I'll have to back to searching my "rolls" for another lily white blog.

[Dawn]

Shucks. I think you've taken yourself out of the running for the HBAs. But I think you'd definately get at least a PG now!