"The animals, the animals. Trapped, trapped, trapped 'till the cage is full. The cage is full the day is new. And everyone is waiting, waiting on you. And you've got time."
One of the unfortunate turn of events when you're an uncensored minx like me is, you end up in social media jail. This morning, I was jumped by the internet police, led off in handcuffs, and placed in FB jail. They stripped me of my clothes and gave me a full cavity search. The big burly woman was surprisingly gentle, which I appreciated. I was given my orange jumpsuit and placed in my cell, where I will stay for 3 days.
I cannot contact my amazing Facebook followers, and I cannot contact my real life friends.
Was it worth calling a female Trump supporter a c(u)nt, and saying she should have been used in Trump's aborted fetal medication Regeneron? YES, sort of.
I never apologize for what I do or what I say. What I am apologetic for is the 3 days of silence on my FB page. I will take my punishment, but I won't take back my words.
Hopefully this round of jail will be like Orange is the New Black, and I will find myself an Alex Vause. I'm ready to be your prison wife, boo!