I'm a gossip machine

Hello!


Okay okay okay, this is juicy!

I had my bath done by the guy who usually comes on Thursdays, he's back from vacation, and we started to talk about vacations, his mother, how everything was going. Then without provocation from my part, he started tearing! WTF man?! I just said be careful when you shave me, it's not like I called your sister something. Then he apologized and let me in to the reason why he was crying... And why the fuck am I telling you this?!? This should be confidential information between my bath giver and me. Maybe I shouldn't tell you guys, some of you could be very blubber mouth and let somebody know that I told you this! Heck, if he wants to tell you he should start writing his own blog, this is my blog about my life and I shouldn't gossip about somebody else's... Oh but it's so juicy I cannot keep it to myself I must share with the world... Okay here we go!

So my bath giver excuse himself and told me the reason of why he was crying. Apparently during his vacation time his girlfriend and him broked up. You remember his girlfriend? The lady that decided to still be his girlfriend but moved out of the apartment because she couldn't tolerate the kids? Well apparently they had a big spat and the girlfriend told him, in kinder words than these, that he was a loser and she didn't need somebody who was always broke plus he gave too much time to his kids! Whoa, she has cojones my friend. But my bath guy didn't stay put, he joined a dating group on the Internet to try and find somebody else, apparently he doesn't like being alone... Unlike me the poor slob who has MS and has nothing better to do with his time than to gossip about other people on his blog... Poor me!


Well that was the juicy gossip I had for you guys... Now to prepare myself for this afternoon and my nephew's birthday party.


Take care you gossip hearing people!


PS  does it show I need a life?