Listen, I understand that your pay-by-the-week hotel's manager wasn't giving you your mail, so you missed your recertification for your food stamps. I also understand that you have to feed your two illegitimate children. But use the money you make stripping on food for you and your children and quit eating all of mine. I'm sure if your quit spending money on pot and Four Loko's, you might be able to afford food for your children. I'm sure that you're used to not having to spend your own money on things, since you know the welfare system well, but you really need to grow up and buy your own fucking groceries. I already spend money on you considering the money that gets deducted from my paycheck to give you food stamps, so quit bleeding me dry. Oh, and for God's sake, fucking quit reproducing!
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