🎶 “Saggy Granny’s Coming to Town” 🎶
(holiday parody, trailer-park edition)

Verse 1
You better lock up the beer,
You better hide your cash,
You better pray the mall’s insured,
‘Cause Saggy’s on her last.
She smells like smoke and fryer grease,
Her boots stick to the ground,
She’s broke, she’s late, she’s deeply stressed —
Saggy Granny’s coming to town.

Chorus
She’s chain-smokin’,
She’s broke again,
She’s eating meat she never found,
She knows who’s naughty,
She don’t care why —
Saggy Granny’s coming to town.

Verse 2
She’s working Santa overtime,
Behind a plywood sleigh,
Her beard fell off, her belt gave up,
She still showed up anyway.
She’s flammable from syrup shots,
Her bra’s a liquor stash,
If the tree catches fire again
She’ll say, “That wasn’t my ash.”

Chorus
She’s chain-smokin’,
She’s side-eyeing kids,
She’s watching security cams,
She’ll wrap your gifts in grocery bags
And duct tape from her hands.
Bridge (spoken)
“Now listen here…
Christmas is expensive,
HR’s mad,
And if Chongo asks —
You didn’t see nothin’.”

Final Verse
She won’t get paid ‘til after Christmas,
Charlie wants his beer,
The Natty Ice needs wrapping bows
And she’s already near tears.
So leave out snacks, not milk and cookies,
Maybe cash instead,
And keep your tree watered overnight
Or Saggy’s seeing red.

Final Chorus
She’s chain-smokin’,
She’s barely fed,
She’s still somehow around,
She survived the mall, the fire, the mess —

Saggy Claus is coming to town!

Notice Cat has not replied to my post- that included racist and homophobic comments she wrote!

Nasty old rat cunt!

the "cruise director" They all got fucked if they used this old cunt.

are you a fake profile of cat52!

Yer mama, she sure does like Arby's!

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Mongo make a wish for Holday is for Christmas story written for Mongo By Skittles and AngelOfDeath:


Twas the night before Christmas in the Florida dead heat,
In a trailer that smelled like old rotten ass and Charlies dead cut off feet.
The air hung so thick it could gag passing flies.
And the neighbors crossed streets just to avoid the smell of Saggy Granny’s old crusty fish pie.

Bill collectors knocked on the patched cardboard door.
Letters of past debt stapled upon it from when Saggys dead daddy dodged the first World war.
Saggy screamed lies she half-believed. “Your money is coming once Charlie’s Sears pension is received.”

The couch just like Charlie had no legs, the TV just snowed.
The trailer park toughs took bets on when the place would explode.

Saggy Granny paced, swatting flies off her rear.
Needing her Arby’s fix for the fouth time here.
Her shit encrusted Santa suit stuck to rolls much too small in size,
Smelled like hot garbage and an adult site forum filled with copy/paste lies.

Mongo sat still, eyes buggy and wide,
On furlough from the hospital where they tried to cure his tumor filled hide.
His bracelet still clung like it knew he’d return, his asshole pulsing red and covered with chemo burns.

Saggy Granny slithered like a snail leaving old lady slime across sticky tile,
Trailing a smell like she had not bathed in a long while.
She reeked of old ass, pits, failure and despair,
Toilet ghosts tangled deep in her back pussy hair.

The Home Depot toilet bucket was staged with great care,
Behind a shower curtain held up by a old broken lawn chair.
Charlie lay grumbling, Natty Ice in his grip,
Dreaming of prepubescent girls and taking a sip.

When out by the Rogue there arose such a clatter,
Charlie yelled at Saggy that she was due a hit to the night with the frying pan if she didn’t check what was the matter.
Outside the trailer came flashing red, blue,and white,
Charlie said, “NOT AGAIN,” thinking of Leeroy taking his ass in the cell that one cold dreary wet night.

Charlie rolled through yelling, his Natty Ice warm.
Cursing his luck and the day he rode a door to freedom in the eye of a storm.
He called the police names he will not now claim. His legs tossed to the side, and his cock limp with shame.

Blue lights bloomed through the busted trailer blinds. Broccoli in the midst of a seizure induced by the lights bouncing off her Saggy Granny's behind.

Dragged out screaming, beer spilling free,
Charlie vanished into Police custody.

Then the door creaked open—slow, deliberate, wrong—
And LADARIUS entered, humming a an old negro spiritual song.

A pimp from the seventies decked out in clothes from a goodwill donation bin,
Polyester suit stretched tight a gold tooth in his grin .
Yelling at Saggy, Now ho where ya been?”

He surveyed the room like it owed him rent,
A trial of Arbys Beef n Cheddar wrapper’s, his money was spent.

A seventies pimp dragged from the wrong decade’s grave,
Polyester loud, eyes flat and depraved.

Cheap cologne flooded the trailer in waves,
A choking mix of rot like Saggys dead daddy’s grave.
He smiled like he knew everyone’s weakness by smell,
Saggys asshole clenched knowing the next couple hours would be hell.

Saggy Granny leaned towards him, desperate and weak,
Said, “YOU LOOK JUST LIKE GEROME,” her voice a barely a squeak.

Ladarius smiled like he’d heard that before.
He always had. They all look alike, that was fo sho.

Then something scraped softly outside the tin,
A wet dragging sound, slow and thin.
Mongo looked up, heart ticking wrong,
As a shadow stretched unnaturally long.

Through the busted blinds, glowing red light bled,
Not warm.
Not kind.
Just sickly and dead.

The donkey that attacked Saggy stood there in the trailer parks brown mud,
Hide patchy, ribs sharp, eyes gone dull with blood.
His nose burned red like an infected sore,
Lighting up Saggys squishy downy face like police cruisers lights on a two dollar whore.

Far away in a cell smelling like piss and shame,
Carlitos dreamed he still mattered, and Charlie was his American name.
In his dream he had legs — cruel, fast, mean —
He chased naked schoolgirls through half-remembered scenes.

The girls ran laughing just out of his grasp,
His two inch knob hard and ready, his pants at half mast.
And just when he thought his reality was more than a dream,
Charlie woke up choking on a scream.

Charlie screamed until his throat went raw,
He woke up alone with nothing at all.
No legs. No beer. No rage left to spend.
Just a prison sentence humming like it would never end.

Back at the trailer the donkey stood there, ribs sharp, hide torn,
A Christmas mascot dead, stripped and worn.
His nose burned red like Mongos infected Cancer ass. Like a conglomeration of Saggys Christmas's past.

Just when they thought this Christmas couldn’t get any worse,
Rhanda-Lynn came in pulling a .22 clean and quite from her purse.

One sharp crack split the air thin and fast,
The sound scared Saggy and she squeaked brown goo from her ass.

Saggy Granny shuffled forward the ass of her Santa Suit all soggy and wet,
Trailing her stench like unpaid old debts.
She reeked of toilet gravy, sour grease, and decay,
Like a turtle cage boiled and left out all day.

“WELL LOOK AT THAT !” Saggy yelled, “AINT SANTA SO SWEET?
DON’T WORRY ‘BOUT CHRISTMAS DINNER, WE GOT US SOME MEAT.”

Saggy laughed like it solved every problem at once,
Like hunger was holy and mercy was dunce.
Her breath rolled thick, a hot spoiled wave,
While Ladarius nodded like this made them brave.

Rhanda Lynn stared, purse still warm at her side,
Bosom rising heavy, stomach churning at the thought of a dinner of dead donkey hide.

Although Broccoli was a vegatable she learned something that day-
no low is to low when your family’s depraved




cat52!

Fuck you Cat!

Cunt looks like an old Arby's roast beef and cheddar sandwich! Nasty!

Blond- turn you upside down, and you are a brunette with bad breath!

Nasty pig! cat52!

Explain that you wear a KKK uniform and hate Jews and gays? Stupid cunt, fuck you! cat52!

bibi52! You are correct- Cat is a known racist- She keeps changing her profile to hide her foul behavior

Saggy is too retarded to come up with any original content!

You stupid cunt- you literally are posting here- Did you get electrocuted this weekend?

Fucking Saggy Granny- A 68 IQ Somali is smarter than you!

Did you have a stroke Cat and are unable to type? '


Old cunt.

We have tried to get Cat the help she needs- she refused

Stupid old cunt- cat52!

Number of members whom PITBULL has blacklisted: 0


He has ZERO people blocked! Tell more lies you old cunt.

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Part 1

Other parts posted in my blogs!

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Nasty old rat cunt Saggy Granny

Is Gerome out of prison? He has been up in Parchman for years now!

Or is this a new black man that she will pretend to not hate? Her racist history here... oh my!

Dirty Cat Facts and Stats


1. She is old as dirt- Only the blind, desperate, and defects would look at her nasty gash

2. Charlie, her dirt bird husband, is a registered sex offender. He fondled and touched a young girl. Disgusting.

3. Her grand-daughter is a cerebral palsy retard. A victim of inbred behavior and being shaken like a martini

4. Her own son, who survived being speared by a coat hanger abortion, has ass cancer. Circling the drain.

5. Saggy has been caught in multiple lies- her fake heart surgery etc... and telling everyone the site and others made Charlie leave her- Another major lie. Or Who would pick a cock site over their spouse!?

6. She is poor and uneducated- FACTS

7. Her son Mongo- is rotting away with ass cancer.


Just a disgusting pig cunt. lol

cat52!

Weak cunt- Banning/blocking is for donkeys-

I heard a member here is going to decorate her daddy's grave with something she will never forget! Just in time for xmas!

Now now, Saggy. We all know you tried to yank Mongo out of your ratty cunt with the coat hanger, but this is ridiculous. Especially as he sits with... or maybe not sits... with stage IV ass cancer! Disgusting pig.

Spend more time with Mongo and less time on a cock and cunt site! FFS.

He left because your cunt reeks and you are old

Looks like your fat saggy ass Cat!

Old rat!

lookatmine2 HOWLING




Anti-Cat is the only position to have on this site. She is full of shit, hate, and lies!

thanks for promoting my blogs, cunt cat!

Private as in her life sucks ass!

cat52! Is Charlie getting you domestic violence \ for Xmas again?

the most disgusting member on this site is Cat- her and her sex offender husband can both eat a bag of shaved ass hairs!

I would stop spending money on a membership here cunt- You will need that money for Richey

Vote now!

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bjuk

Please stop deleting your fake profiles!

Don't worry- old cunt- we will

How is ass cancer Richy doing?

cat52! How is ass cancer man doing?

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We can post his booking pic- I know someone that has it

Hotdogs- too fancy for the SEARS pension welfare rat

Fuck you cat!



Stupid cunt cat52!

Racist, homophobic, and anti-semitic

Pizza lass

Your husband should be in jail... a scummy cunt

And maybe ring the beggers bell for Mongo... ass cancer

Eat your own ass Cat- you brought this all on yourself- Your playing the victim here is a dead stick.



Just delete from this site and spare everyone.

cut and paste cunt- you are a moron.

hard4u2handle

This is a major fucking ASSHOLE!

cat52! Dumb bitch

If I were you and I had or was expecting a pension from Sears — I would treat it as a backup or “maybe-get-something” benefit, not as a main retirement plan. The odds are too uncertain.

You might get something from PBGC, but likely less than what you expected. If you can, rely instead on diversified personal savings / investment accounts for retirement — or view any pension money from Sears as a bonus, not a foundation.

Charlie's piss stain pension... is fucked!

My portfolio is looking great... and border jumpers getting sent home!

Mongo stage 4 ass cancer
cat52!

Send the boxes to Cat- she needs them to patch the roof of her trailer

Read this before proceeding: Blog- Saggy Granny- Mongo Ass Cancer Update- & Saggy asshole issues


This is BREAKING NEWS from our in field investigators.


14 November 2025- Saggy Granny trailer park- 0546 hours

After being diagnosed with Perianal Streptococcal Dermatitis (strep throat of the asshole) Saggy's already damaged asshole was in real trouble. It was very infected, red, and sore. Taking her usual trailer park Arby's dump was next to impossible. It caused severe pain in her back cunt. Saggy reported she could not sleep due to the cramps and burning pain. She was well past miserable. It would be at least three days before the medicine had any effect on her diseased asshole. And that was also not a guarantee. Saggy's health insurance was ObamaCare. This translated meant it was like getting medical coverage from Pep Boys. Likely received non-FDA approved antibiotics. Or, at the very least, expired ones.

Saggy wanted to take all her medications at once. Thankfully Rhanda-Lynn knew her friend was a retard and controlled her meds. Including the special asshole ointment that had to be applied by hand. Of course Rhanda-Lynn had to do this and she noticed her finger tips were stained dark red from the ointment and Saggy's rotten ass juice. Rhanda-Lynn was still asleep in her trailer. The next round of medication was not until 1030. The site boner killer would have to wait several hours for help.

Saggy could not take the pain anymore. It was time to hatch her ass baby as she called it. If only she cared this munch when she was pregnant with Mongo! Poor cunt still had scars and dents on his head from Saggy sticking a coat hanger up her cooter trying to off that baby! A botched abortion at best. If I were Mongo I would have chosen violence against Saggy! Saggy waddled into the bathroom, stopping twice to catch her breath. When she got into the bathroom she somehow docked her fat ass with the toilet and sat down. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong!

Charlie had forgotten to put the seat down, again. Saggy's cunt and asshole hit the water and she could not get up. Saggy would sort that out later. She had to release the beast from within! Saggy dropped a load that not even a B-1 Stealth bomber could unleash. Saggy had screamed in pain and was drenched in sweat from all this pushing. Somehow, Saggy had just enough energy left to reach for the handle to flush her ass baby. When the flusher was activated, Saggy felt something strange. A powerful sucking trying to take her down the toilet. It lasted a full minute and then it was over. Saggy tried to stand up. She was stuck! The laws of physics and pressure had sealed her ass to the toilet!

Saggy was crying like a wild raccoon stuck in a trap. Cursing like a truck driver with a broken rig, her cries and curses were heard throughout the trailer park. Rhanda-Lynn heard it first and knew Saggy was in trouble. Deep down, she really wanted to put on her headphones and let the bitch suffer. Then again, it was like of like looking at an accident on the freeway. You know better but can't help looking. Rhanda-Lynn did take time to make coffee before responding.

At 0708, Rhanda-Lynn opened up Saggy's busted trailer park door. It would need new tape soon or it would disintegrate. Several hurricanes and the police had really done some damage to the door. Rhanda-Lynn ran into the back of the trailer where she heard the crying coming from. The smell made her eyes water and she dry heaved. Rhanda-Lynn stood in shock and what she saw. She tried to pull Saggy off the toiler but could not move all that weight. The toilet suction made Saggy weigh over 1000 pounds.

Even Mongo's retard strength could not help. And not even in play since Mongo was in Jackson Memorial getting treated for ass cancer, stage IV. Rhanda-Lynn didn't even bother to think Charlie could help. The only thing he lifted these days was a fork or can of beer. A worthless lump of shit. Rhanda-Lynn needed real help. She did not want to do it, but she had to call 911. The call was made and Rhanda-Lynn was certain she could hear the operator trying not to laugh. A fat granny stuck to the toilet and held by suction! Fucking hell.

It seemed to take forever for the fire department to respond. Then again, what did they care. It was a fucking trailer park filled with hillbillies, sexual predators, and day walkers. Nearly 23 minutes later, Rhanda-Lynn heard the sirens. Miami Metro-Dade Rescue 1 and engine 45 were the first to arrive. Sadly, Rhana-Lynn knew the police would also be coming. Rescue 1 is an elite fire company. They were trained for difficult rescue work and had extra tools and equipment to aid in these operations.

Captain Vinnie Vallero was the first member off the rig. He issued orders to his crew to bring in equipment. When the captain walked into the trailer, he ordered his men to put on air masks. He also requested a hazmat unit be dispatched code 3 along with an additional engine company. His sensors were all sounding alarms about various contaminants in the air. Rhanda-Lynn had already cracked the window in the bathroom but it really did not help. Saggy looked like a rented mule stuck on the toilet.

The captain along with 4 other firefighters tried to lift Saggy's fat ass off the toilet. She screamed in pain and she did not budge. The captain knew right away he was dealing with suction from the toilet and trailer park septic tank. These hillbillies were lucky to even have indoor plumbing. The captain had been through many complicated rescues, but never one like this before. If Saggy was somehow yanked off her perch, the suction would remove her asshole and cunt parts. She would be killed instantly.

One of the fireman was a trained plumber. He said they needed to cut off water to the trailer and to jack up the toilet off the floor to remove the suction. The captain said that sounded like a plan and they got to work. The other fire trucks arrived and everyone was ready to help. Rhanda-Lynn was ordered out of the trailer. For her safety and so she would not see Saggy's asshole sucked out of her body if this did not work.

The fireman cut the water to the trailer park and felt the suction start to dissipate. Saggy was still in terrible danger and they had to move quick. The suction did not go down that much and Saggy was still in danger. Next up, the fireman used hydraulic jacks to lift up the toilet off the floor, wrecking the bolts and tearing up Saggy's $8 tile job. The smell that came out of the toilet base and pipe was so foul that the trailer park residents that had gathered to watch, started puking. They carried Saggy outside with the toilet attached to her fat ass.

EMT's were standing by to help and had a two stretchers put side by side to hold Saggy's extra weight. Saggy got dropped onto the stretchers and everyone was waiting for the captain's next orders. Firefighter Rodriguez was ready with a sledge and Haligan tool. The captain gave the nod and Rodriguez swung the sledge with all his might. It shattered the toilet like Saggy's hopes and dreams. Pieces of the toilet were everywhere, including stuck in Saggy's bleeding ass cheeks. The trailer park toughs were howling with laughter. Saggy's hail damaged, red sore covered, toilet parts suck in her ass were seen by all! One person called out, holy fuck her asshole is covered in dried up shit! Another typical day for the Saggy Granny! Her carcass was loaded into Metro-Dade ambulance 4786 and off to Jackson Memorial she went.

The fireman started packing up their gear and Rhanda-Lynn was in tears. She started cursing- where the fuck was that worthless lump of diabetic shit, Charlie!? Charlie was usually the cause of most problems. And never around to help clean u his mess. Then again, Charlie had no class. He came to this country from scummy Venezuela floating on a door!

Charlie (AKA Diabeto) the useless stump mule, was passed out on the sofa. Another night of downing like 24 Natty Ice beers. It had been an extra special night for Charlie. He also had a family style bad Crave Crate from White Castle. 100 sliders and nearly 15,000 calories. A box of yuck that no one should ever eat. Especially Diabeto Charlie! There was just a few hamburgers left in the box and a floor full of wrappers and used napkins. A true piece of white trash.

Rhanda-Lynn cursed Charlie and everyone in the trailer park as she got into her car to head to hospital.





cat52! Another big day for you!

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tecrat- your page is dirty as fuck!


What did you do with all those pizza boxes?