Posted 14th January 2014 29

That freckly-assed son of a bitch has just damn near shoved me over the brink. There I was, just cruisin’ along, minding my own goddamn business. All of a sudden, I get a letter in the mail from my health insurance company. They are going to cancel my insurance policy, which I was payin’ $430 bucks a month for. That covered me, the old lady, and a pair of youngsters that turned up over the years. It was just the right amount of insurance for my taste. It would have kept me out of bankruptcy if someone got cancer, you know? But it didn’t pay for kotex or fuckin’ pedicures either. Anyway, those fuckers said they would be happy to sell me a shiny new policy for only $629 a month. Well, fuck. That doesn’t sound like a very good goddamn deal to me. Tough shit, they said. It’s the law, and we must all do our part. So I sold some things, and the old lady started disappearing for a few hours each night and coming home with a few bucks, and pretty soon we scraped up enough to pay the goddamn protection racket off and stay out of hock with Uncle Sam.

So now, we get our first bill from the sons of bitches, and THEY ADDED 80 BUCKS A MONTH FOR PEDIATRIC FUCKING DENTAL INSURANCE. Fuck. That son of a bitch just bought us all as slaves. He just pimped me out to Blue Cross. I work all day in the fields and some goddamn suit-wearing FUCK running that gigantic, feckless, paper-selling corporation takes my labor and spends it on another jet . And if I refuse, they’ll take my fucking money anyway, through increased taxes. If I refuse to pay that, they’ll throw my ass in the pokey forever. Goddamn. I feel like kicking something, but I might hurt my foot, and I can’t afford to see the fucking doctor, because I spent all my son of a bitching money on health insurance! SEVEN HUNDRED AND SEVENTEEN dollars every fucking month. If those fuckers in Washington don’t put a stop to this shit, it will be the death of me. Holy shit.

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