I am in a bit of a mood today. And I’m especially tweaked over the Twunt — yes, I finally have a name for the Wicked One. Twat seemed too mild. And cunt was just too cliche.
But Twunt? Yep. The one-two punch of a Massengil and Summer’s Eve merger.
I really need to get out of this field. It’s too bad I’m so good at what I do and I LIKE it, minus the Twunt Factor.
Too bad we just lost a wonderful little lady in our life but that miserable Twunt will roam this world forever.
Rapture, can haz?