Showing posts with label Haters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Haters. Show all posts

Friday, December 28, 2012

Mob Wives: Drita Made Me Who I Am Today!

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I know this may come as a big shock to most of you. Who in the world would ever think I would credit Drita for being such a big influence on my life? Certainly not me of all people. But you know, sometimes you just have to give credit where credit is due, and I do.

Drita and I were getting along just fine. No harsh words. No threats. No bad blood or blogs. Then, out of the blue, she turned on me. Why? Mob Mistress had written a blog about her that she didn’t like. I had nothing to do with it. The next thing I know Drita is telling everyone we are a fake blog and that we are actually Karen and Ramona. I’m not sure who I was supposed to be? But in either case, I took it as a compliment. Imagine Karen taking time out of writing her best seller, Mob Daughter, to write blogs about her own show? Not to mention all the other things she had going on in her life. Imagine Ramona having time to spare, after working all day and raising four children, to sit down and change her whole linguistic style just for a blog? No one could ever mistake my style for Ramona’s, and yet Drita persisted every day telling all her fans we were Karen and Ramona. And that is what eventually led to my transformation. 

I was once just an ordinary blogger, someone who loved to write and just needed a subject to write about. Mob Wives fell into my lap. I got hooked on the show and the cast members, with the exception of Carla, who I never liked from day one. But then Drita started her anti-blog campaign against our blog and me, and started calling us “haters” and “crickets” and saying we were “chirping,” whenever we posted anything about her. At first I didn’t take too kindly to being called a cricket. It doesn’t come off sounding very flattering does it, especially from someone who dislikes you. But soon, after reading it day after day after day, I grew to like it. It almost started sounding like a term of endearment, like honey, sweetie or Boo.

I even have a T-Shirt!

And then one day I was informed that I had to change my icon on Twitter. No copyrighted pictures allowed! And I thought, what the hell am I going to use that people can relate to? Then the “Cricket” came to me! Why not be a chirping cricket? I already have all that free PR from Drita promoting me to all her fans. So I changed my icon to the one above and people loved it! Who knew? Of all the things in this world I could have grown up to be, I grew up to be a cricket. And, I owe it all to Drita D’Avanzo…chirp, chirp!

P.S. After watching the SUPERTRAILER several times, it seems to me we have a new and improved Drita on the show. She doesn’t want to be violent any more. Now everyone seems to be confiding in her, especially Renee and Carla, and she seems to be playing the role of “peacemaker.” Can this really be? I also get the impression she is trying to forge a truce with Ramona, though she still can’t seem to look her in the eye. If this is the case, then I may have to soften my stand on Drita, my mentor, and focus my chirping energy elsewhere…guess where? 

Picture Credit: Drita's T-Shirt store

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Dumb B!tch Public Service Announcement

Once in a while you have to throw a yapping b!tch a bone!
I don't give a f*ck what your personal beefs are with Renee Graziano of Mob Wives.  Yes, B!TCH I know you are the one who was writing that sh!t about Renee on the VH1 site.  Your friends have ratted your sorry @ss out.  Contact me or write some dumb shit on my Facebook one more time and I will snitch you out like a paid informant.

Are you jealous?  Are you sniffing up Renee's @ss now?  Don't spread lies about Love Majewski's cosmetic line either.  You never know who you are dealing with and what they know.  You thought you were going to feed me an untruth and I was going to bite?  Get the f*ck up out of here.  Go lick Renee's @ss and hope she throws you a f*cking bone and asks you out to lunch while filming Mob Wives.  Maybe, we'll all get to see your hand picking up a fork.

I abhor THIRSTY @SS LOSER B!TCHES.  And I will not be revealing the individual as long as they stop the dumb sh!t as it pertains to communicating with me.