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*streeeeeetch* 

I’m back.  I know all of you have missed Me so….

For those who don’t already know, I’ve been enjoying the last of the warm weather and taking little trips here and there.  I’ve been boating all over Lake Erie, in My boat and some new friends’ killer cigarette boat. It’s a 42ft. Fountain and if you’ve never been on one, they are fast fast fast and fun as hell!   I drove it several times now and it’s a HUGE thrill =)

Also went to some killer concerts: Carina Round, Bjork, Ani Difranco and Queensryche. I’ve got like 4 or 5 more concerts I’m going to coming up here soon.

What else….oh yeah, getting cash and goodies as usual! My latest haul from the post office:

Seems I’ve got a new admirer.  Hey bj, I saw your journal. Quite the addict, aren’t you!  Buy ME more! 

bj bought a bunch of stuff of My WANTlist:

Here’s a scan of the note bj sent with one of the dvds.  Says it all, doesn’t it? Hahahahaha….

david1519 got Me the cutest toe ring ever!  It’s really gorgeous:

happyhour got Me these espradilles:

And My little beastie o’ burden mustang sent some amber jewelry and some more cool foreign money for My collection:

Also, for those of you who’ve been setting appointments on NF and I’ve ignored them, I’ll be on tonight or tomorrow. 

Right now I’m going shopping with My paid off credit card from tiny.  Ciao, fucklettes!

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Mark yourself 4 life & WIN A DAY WITH ME!

So, since I’ve put My new logo out there, I’ve gotten alot of comments about how it would make a great tattoo – which is something I thought when I first saw it too! 

Today some retard that stalks My Journal made a snide comment about how he’d tattooed it on his neck …..and now I’m obsessed with the idea of having one of you fuckers wearing My Mark for life!  I’ve always been a big fan of property markings such as tattoos, branding and scarification and so I propose……

The first boy to get My Queen Bee logo tattooed on their body and provides proof of such (ie. pictures and video of being permanently branded with My Symbol) gets to spend an entire day in servitude to El Diablo Blanco Herself! 

There are, of course, rules, regulations, stipulations and strict guidelines to this contest:

1. Queen Bee tattoo must be an EXACT replica of the logo pattern provided below.

2. Proof of tattoo required is no less than 10 large, clear photos of you being tattooed with the Queen Bee logo and an accompanying video of being tattooed.  It would behoove you to scream and cry like a sissy while they’re stabbing you full of ink with a big, sharp needle.  I like a show of devotion.  Actually, I just love to hear boys cry.

3. First to show proof of tattoo is the first to suffer.  Uh, that means you win, stupid…for the 1st time in your puuuuuthetic life!

4. I choose the location of servitude and a timeframe convenient for Me.

5. Winning loser will pay for all travel and amenities for Myself and his branded-for-life butt.

6. Winning loser will suffer relentlessly for one day under My TOTAL control and has no rights whatsoever.

7. All pictures and videos sent to Me become My Property and I’ll publish them where ever the hell I want to.

8. First runner-up wins a Queen Bee tattoo.  Second runner-up gets nothing.

9. Winning loser must be 18 years of age or older.

10. PURCHASES NECESSARY. LARGE TRIBUTES WILL IMPROVE CHANCES OF WINNING.

One whole day of suffering for a lifetime of questions about what that girly tattoo on your body means!  These terms are BEYOND fair considering a little pillowhumper like you has the chance to serve, suffer, cry, and bask in My Divine Presence if you compete….but doesn’t it just seem that anyway you cut it – I WIN!

ALWAYS!!!!!!!!

Get your Queen Bee tat today!
MIRACULOUSLY IMPROVE your aging and homely appearance! 
Get inked in a really VISIBLE place – like your face!
Become a walking advertisement for Beauty and GREED!

LIVE THE LIFE YOU DREAM OF NIGHTLY!

“Accidental” Public Ballbusting!

Remember roastbeef? Well I went out last night and there’s beefy standing against the wall of the club I’m walking into.  She totally tried to hide her face when I came strutting up, which I found rather amusing – but not as amusing as her idiotic dentist hubby coming up to Me later in the evening profusely apologizing for the “incident” and repeating like a broken record how beautiful I was. I kept berating him over and over, attempting to remove the fucker from My sphere……obviously he’s a dental doormat, because he just stayed there…..gross!

Ladies, if you ever find yourself in a public situation wherein some putrid fuckforbrains is hovering in your space, do as I do. I call it the “accidental ball bash”.  Cross your legs, mark your target, and very quickly UNCROSS them dramatically – kicking your target in his cajones with all of your might.  Pretending it was an “accident” is to assure that YOU do not get kicked out of where ever you might be.  And it’s fun to mix up the idiot’s brain signals by looking like you are innocent, but giggling because you meant it!

Yeah, I smashed his tiny balls as hard as I could. I was in quite the mood last night without some dumbass in My face yammering away.  He buckled in pain, spilled his drink all over himself and I swear I saw tears come to his eyes…hehehehe.  Needless to say, he learned very quickly to avoid invading My space.

I was wearing just the boots for a ball-bashing too! These particular boots are so badass – black mid-calf army style with buckles.  They are super comfy and I love wearing them but I’m really pleased I got to USE them!

I love kicking boys between the legs. Always have since ye olde days on the playground.  Indeed, I love causing men phallic pain of any kind, but a swift kick to the nuts is hilarious to Me – especially when they aren’t expecting it!

I just shot out of bed too early! EEK!  I need to go lie down again……I’m soooo sleepy still!  I didn’t even get a chance to put on My jammies before I slid under the sheets last night, so I’m still in My clothes from last night.  Scratch that – just the shirt actually, and panties.  Pervert!

It doesn’t get any sexier than this at 6 o’clock in the morning fools!

My friend got Me this cute little tee as a present recently – she fondly calls Me the “Glittery Widow”……..hmmm, wonder what that’s a take on? Hehehehehe…….

Reading My journal again, you little addict?

It’s because you’re a dickless loser who needs to be locked in a closet for eternity!!
You only WISH it had been you that I kicked in the nuts last night….

I'll just strip your manhood and dignity away by bashing your wallet!

Pay up sucker!

UPDATE:  dedorko, truebornsinner, lardbelly, random loser and hopeless idiot cashtrated themselves for Thee Queen Bee today!  A cool grand for Me while I was sleeping!  Suckerrrrrsssss =P

UPDATE NUMERO DOS: Make that $1600!  3 more beta bungholes ponied up their pennies…..Member #0 (yeah, you’re a big zero - I’m not typing out that loooooong #), nathan, and another little fuckerbee that I’m calling kickmeplease.  I SWEAR this nothing sounds JUST like this boy I used to torment in school!  Is it destiny???  Has some little boy I picked on when I was like 10 returned full circle to spend his remaining days exactly where he’s ALWAYS belonged??!! Under My HEELS!!!!!! I was on the phone for like 5 minutes with this one…said a few things……….heard him whimper and then click! Hahahahahaha…….I think I scared him shitless.  Awwww……you’ll call back.  You all do.  Once I get in your little brains…….you’re sweetly fucked for life.

Like david1519…another one who’s tried to “be a good boy and stay away”.  This little Queen Bee addict confessed last night that he can’t even get it up for his girlfriend anymore….the only way the weak, impotent fool can muster a stiffy is when he’s DREAMING about ME laughing at his sorry ass!  It’s all in the grand design…..

And zombiedrone molojono is like a fishy dangling from My Hypnotic Hook.  I don’t have to do anything but THINK about him to reel him in, I’ve implanted My Being so deep into his brain.  I took another $800 from him last night, while I made him into My human See and Say!  I don’t think I’ve laughed so hard in months!  This fucker is like a walking safari – the best animal sounds I’ve ever conjured! HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!!!!!