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I Will Not Allow Her To Be
I see Sue-Ellen standing over there, with still-thin body and jet-black hair, pushing a little boy, it makes me sick, she sets us all back, but cares not a lick. You know she longer had a real job, all the money is made by her husband Bob, free all day to push her children on swings, no doubt her daughters will do the same thing, grow to be housewives, looking so happy, the kind I cannot allow her to be. She should be employed, she should be at work, numerous women sacrificed for her, yet she just pops out babies, nary a care, never does notice the silence and stares. This pretty bimbo even took Bob’s last name, even cooks for him, like it’s the olden days, thinking life’s a game that she can waltz through, getting ahead by her marriage and youth, yet always acting so content and happy, this I just will not allow her to be. She thinks she’s something for finding a man who every years pulls down one hundred grand, shows herself off to him, keeping in shape, it shames the large women, such a disgrace! Takes pride in her home, garage with three cars, entertains visitors at their home bar, refers to her children as her great gift, as if the norms haven’t undergone a shirt, no woman living so should dare be happy, and I will not allow her to be… Hey! Hey Sue-Ellen, you dumb, blonde ! You’re a disgrace to women everywhere!
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