Don't F**ck with Wendy Testaburger!
Fasten your seat belts, it's going to be a bumpy bloody ride! I am on my man period. I'm warning you -- stand back!
I am so EFFING tired of hiding my tennis exploits underground (via Facebook posts). If you unathletic fucks can't deal... then shove a broom handle up your twat! I wrapped up the Flex League by smashing my lastest foe 6-1, 6-0. You can view the standings chart here. I can include the link because I am not a fake blogger.
I would like to address one more thing... the "S" word... as in SPOILED. The next motherfucker who calls me "spoiled" is gonna get put in a chokehold and recieve a noogie. I am FAR from spoiled. I don't live a privileged life.
The difference between me and you is that I APPLY myself. I get up at 4:30am three times a week to hit the gym. I work from 7am to 5pm Monday-Friday. I belong to four different tennis leagues and play those matches weekly after 6pm.
Have you ever watched True Blood? Have you seen Hoyt's mom... Mrs. Fortenberry? That's my father. That is exactly what I was raised by. So, don't call me spoiled. Feel fortunate you were raised in an entirely different environment.
Now where's my goddamn tampon?! I need one!!!
posted by Brettcajun at Monday, August 24, 2009
27 Comments:
Holy Shit!!
The description of your old man explains A LOT.
Speaking of True Blood (spoiler alert ) I can't believe they offed that hottie Godric - what is WRONG with those writers? All that ink wasted...
Now go on with your bad self and wear your man-pad proudly!
Oh the the word verification: perilsom. hee hee
DANG!!!
All that anger makes my %$^%# tingle.
Can't wait to see you at SD next week.
Veronica likes it when Brett shows his manliness!
XXXO
Your DC Girl
Veronica
You're precious when you're mad. Congratulations on tennis league.
you better go...keep inspiring us with the shirtless photos...:)
You better go on with your delicious self...
I never knew that you were athletic as well as hot as hell. It really turns me on when you get mad. LOVE AND HUGS
I'm not sure 'man period' quite covers this.
...might i suggest some Pamprin? :)
word verification: wimen (i'm not kidding)
You make me giggle.
Brett,
We are two guys in Southern Vermont. We LOVE you! We play tennis but are not in a league. Ron is not as good at it as Dan. Are the black chickens Barred Rocks? Ron wonders how you have the time to do all that you do. Keep entertaining us. You are adorable.
Dan and Ron
Brett,
I know your father, and I have known you for more than 15 years now. I know he is a (sometimes) spiteful, manipulative, vindictive, domineering, controlling, driven, self-centered, vulgar, crass man who has enjoyed playing you against your sister, you against your brothers, your brothers against your sister, and more. I also know he expected a great deal from you all growing up and that for many years your life was not "cushy". I know he was (and largely still is) a cold and emotionally abusive individual.
Nonetheless: Your college was paid for. You were given a new car on graduation. You got a job managing the finances of your family's company without no actual work experience in that area (though you do have a business degree). You were given a house by your father free and clear. You worked for lower wages at first, reflecting your lack of experience, but you've risen with time and you've gotten some very significant bonuses along the way.
I realize that all of those "things" you've been given don't make up for a crappy upbringing, and that a lot of what you've been given is part of that manipulation I mentioned. Still, it's undeniable that you have been enormously blessed from a financial perspective by your folks. Many people have done as much as you have, and more, without the benefits of the kinds of financial help you've had the last 15-20 years. So forgive people who call you spoiled. It would be a lot more believable to say "Yes, I've been given a lot in my life, but a lot of it came with a high personal price tag" (which, I might add, you chose to pay) than to just deny being spoiled at all.
OUCH, Double Dang!
Kevin:
Before you ruin my reputation, my graduation gift was a Ford Tempo (the worst car EVER made). That clunker lasted five years and died a horrible death. I bought a Nissan Pathfinder afterwards that lasted a glorious seven years.
As for as my college tuition being paid for.... it was not a lot of money because I went to a state university. I think it was only $1,400 in my last semester at LSU. Nowadays, all Louisiana residents are entitled to a FREE college education provided they maintain a 3.0 GPA (whoopty doo) and have a minimum of 15 credit hours per semester.
It's not like I was sent to Tulane and given a BMW for graduation. Keep things in perspective!
We love you Brett.
Sometimes it's good to vent...
I don't know who Kevin M is, but he's obviously someone who cares a great deal about you on a very deep level. We should all have someone like that, who understands our pain but also tells us to sit up straight. God bless.
You told us about your "poor" upbringing - growing up in a trailer. We'll, I think parents from that situation - that can give any car and help with tuition plus raise other children are pretty special. It's not their fault you couldn't get a scholarship to a better school and if you want a BMW - make it a requirement that your next boyfriend has one.
Grr... LSU is a DAMN fine university. It's the best damn sports school in America!
As for as having a BMW... I never thought of a vehicle as anymore than transportation. I will never EVER own a BMW or a Mercedes. It's pretentious and a waste of money.
Kevin M. was sorta like my first BF before I explored the wonderful world of "the gay bar". I then became "fresh meat" and slutty.
He is the one that coined the term "Slab" as a reference to my penis.
Unless you are getting a degree in physical education, people rate schools based on their academic standing. Employers (unless it is a family owned business) are more interested in what you learned than how well the school's football team played when you were there.
Congrats Venus! Keep up the good work on the courts!
"Being rich isn't about money. Being rich is a state of mind. Some of us, no matter how much money we have, will never be free enough to take time to stop and eat the heart of a watermelon. And some of us will be rich without ever being more than a paycheck ahead of the game."
You're a WOMAN? AGAIN?
I stand by what I said. Deep emotion.
This seems to be a recurring theme for you and you seem quite troubled by it. I wondered why people say your spoiled, but the post by your friend Kevin shed some light on that.
I wouldn't say spoiled. Or even privileged. I would just say you had a "head start".
For the folks who think otherwise, I would say it's more about them and their self esteem than you. You seem to have a lot of self assuredness and to some people (with less confidence in themselves) this can be off-putting. So they tend to strike out in other ways.
As for you, I think it's more about your own guilt over the fact that it may be just the tiniest bit true combined with some unpacked emotional baggage that all of us seem to accumulate from the coming out process with our families.
Surrender the fact that you can't control other people and just let them say what they want and stop beating yourself up over it.
Love ya.
hating my typo above....
'your' instead of 'you're'
....please pay no attention to that man behind the curtain...;-)
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