I think I might royally suck at this blogging thing. (or My kids teacher is a lazy d-bag)

Ok, so I gave up on writing about last week. I'll just say this:

-Chula shouldn't do the "cupid shuffle" because 50 year old female porn stars petition her for sex when she does.
- Rum + hanging out with old clients + an irish pub = drunken discussions of mucus plugs, placental abnormalities, and attempted sex-ploits while the newborn is "sleeping"...
-Tooele, UT is the asshole of the universe.

On to this week:

Al had pink eye last week. So he missed Monday. So he didn't get his homework packet. So When I talked to him about it on Wednesday of last week, he said, "But she didn't give us any homework!" So (stupid me) I figured he was telling the truth.
Yesterday I get a note from Mrs. B (or as I like to call her Little Miss Bitchface) asking where the hell Al's homework is. So I rip Al a new one for lying to me and tell him to bring it home tonight to work on.
His effing teacher decided to throw it away and is TOO FUCKING LAZY to go print new work sheets when he asks for it. She gives him a note for me that reads "I think we need to focus on THIS WEEKS homework. He's getting a 0 for last week. Thanks." NO THANK YOU! I read the note and storm in to her room and DEMAND the homework.
She stares at me.
I stare at her.
Al stares at us.
Cass picks his nose. (then sneakily wipes it on her pretty U.S. map... GO CASS!)
I win. She looks away and goes on a quest for a copy of the home work. (damn right! I am the master of the stare down, bee-otch!)
I say "Thank you".
She says "Make sure you get this weeks homework done first Alex!" 
Al says, "I finished it all last night... your homework is too easy." (This is true by the way.)
In your face you nasty old bag!!
She says, as we're walking out the door, "You're still getting a 0."
BITCH!
I decide to leave it for another day.
"We" have homework to do.