Oh my god. No, not you God, but the figurative god. Right.
So, I'm surfing the web, just minding my own cyberspace business, and what do I come across? Quite possibly the most disturbing, yet hilarious, story I've seen in a while. How can it be both disturbing and hilarious? Well, take a look for yourself:
http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/susansmithad1.html
Um... let me first make it known that I loathe this woman. Yeah. Drowning your two kids, blaming it on a black person that didn't exist, and then parading yourself all over the airwaves as a suffering young mother who just wants her kids to come home, and please, whoever has them, won't you please return them to me? Yeah, that lady. A real winner. Mother of the year.
So, I guess being in jail for life is kind of lonely. I mean, who can blame this "Christian" for wanting a penpal? Heck, she's "sensitive, caring, and kind-hearted!" And, let's not forget that she loves "rainbows... the beach, the mountains, and waterfalls," - all interests that come in handy when you're in a 4x6 jail cell. What an online catch! And I must say, it's such a relief to hear that "I have grown and matured a lot since my incarceration, but I will always hurt for the pain I've caused so many, especially my children." Yeah, especially your children. Don't worry, Susan, they're not in pain anymore. You certainly saw to that. So, what do you do to help that "hurt" you feel? Find a man, of course! I mean, that was apparently one of the reasons you decided to kill your boys in the first place, so you could be closer to a man, so why not now, too? Maybe he'll like Mickey Mouse, just like you! Hey, Susan, it's worth a shot. Life in prison is a long time. Although I guess you should have thought of that before you drove your boys into the lake?
Hey, I wonder if Andrea Yates has a personal ad, too?
Thursday, July 10, 2003
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