Goodbye. Arrivaderci. Sayonara. Auf Wiedersehen. Fuck you.

I was in Jewel yesterday with Schatzi and we were shopping for tonight's dinner. We, inevitably, ended up meandering through the Hallmark aisle. (Schatzi likes to send cards to her sister back in Germany.) I was touching all the pretty cards, picking up a few to peruse and I get to a section of 'goodbye' cards.

There was this blue card with a sparkly blue ribbon tied in the crease. I was instantly drawn to it and picked it up.

On the front there were the words for 'goodbye' in every language imaginable. All written in bright, shiny, glittery ink and frilly font.

Inside it read:

"It was fun while it lasted and, now, it's time to say good-bye."

(Or something very close to that effect.)

In that moment, I was struck with the thought of how someone with very high protocol would feel about being told to fuck off in such a polite and manner-able way.

Truth? I burst out laughing at the thought. Right there in the aisle.

When I finally caught my breath and wiped the tears from my eyes, I thought about it some more.

Really, how perfectly fucking cuntish is it to buy a fancy card that says good-bye and send to a person in the mail, that you're just over dealing with? How hard a groin shot is it to be so fucking polite about a handing out a hearty 'fuck you!'?

That's how the fuck a real bitch flounces.

I'm considering going back to Jewel and buying every single one they have.

And they say hoodrats don't have manners.