No more hos in this house...

As of Monday, our apartment is a ho-free environment. I'm not one to post people's personal dirt on the internet, but we had a ho in our presence and that ho is no longer with us and will not be missed. I feel better. Everytime she says something, my IQ begins to bleed out my ear. Also, I weep for the English language whenever she opens her mouth. So I guess now you can say, "Ding-dong the ho is gone!"

Now to contemplate my next move. I gotta tell ya, unemployment and having too much time on your hands is a mother. Sometimes, I'm just ready to go nuts. Not that I'm already nuts, but hey, who's keeping score.