Kid Rock won't be happy as he's been left off the line-up for the Freedom 250 festival, Great American State Fair, with fans sharing their frustration over the snub
My ex wife’s mom was a kid rock megafan. She had kid rock tshirts in heavy rotation, had kid rock bumper stickers on her car, and went to concerts as often as possible. She even had limited edition, rhinestone encrusted kid rock shoes. She was one of the dumbest people I’ve ever encountered and a real piece of shit person.
Several years after divorcing my wife she still texts me asking for money (she’s a dirtbag gambling addict) despite fact I’ve ghosted her. I will never block her, because getting those texts is a sweet reminder that I’ve escaped my shitty ex’s shitty family. Fuck you Linda, you hateful garbagemonster
I used to be a huge Kid Rock fan.
But in my defense, I knew nothing about him, I was 10 years old, I’m German, and I understood none of the lyrics.
(My biggest dream was one day being able to move to the US. Yeah, that changed, too.)
Yeah, I liked him when he came out, but I was literally 12. In my 20’s I used to half ironically bust out Bawitaba when I was hanging with the boys as a throwback, and we used to half jokingly have it be our anthem. Then 2016 came and he started fondling Trump’s balls daily. We haven’t played it since.
This is so tough. My partner’s mother is a vicious manipulator and abuser, still tries to put her hands on her grown children. I love him so much and want to do my best to support him but I can’t have a relationship with her. She’s not permitted at our house because every time we’ve tried, she starts a toddler tantrum over whatever comes to mind and gets violent.
I worry it weighs heavily on him and I wish I could stomach more interaction with her, I imagine it would make his life easier in some ways. But I’ve hit my max when it comes to abusive people. I’m a domestic abuse survivor and I simply don’t have any more space for folks who behave that way.
I’m on the other side of that equation, and while my father being a racist POS weighs a bit on me, inviting him over and dealing with that bullshit fallout would be 50x worse.
My ex wife’s mom was a kid rock megafan. She had kid rock tshirts in heavy rotation, had kid rock bumper stickers on her car, and went to concerts as often as possible. She even had limited edition, rhinestone encrusted kid rock shoes. She was one of the dumbest people I’ve ever encountered and a real piece of shit person.
Several years after divorcing my wife she still texts me asking for money (she’s a dirtbag gambling addict) despite fact I’ve ghosted her. I will never block her, because getting those texts is a sweet reminder that I’ve escaped my shitty ex’s shitty family. Fuck you Linda, you hateful garbagemonster
I used to be a huge Kid Rock fan.
But in my defense, I knew nothing about him, I was 10 years old, I’m German, and I understood none of the lyrics.
(My biggest dream was one day being able to move to the US. Yeah, that changed, too.)
Yeah, I liked him when he came out, but I was literally 12. In my 20’s I used to half ironically bust out Bawitaba when I was hanging with the boys as a throwback, and we used to half jokingly have it be our anthem. Then 2016 came and he started fondling Trump’s balls daily. We haven’t played it since.
I mean he said it in the song “Now get in the pit and try to love someone” - you can’t get much deeper in the pit than Trump.
I adore my wife but her family is awful, it’s a tough spot. They’re so toxic
This is so tough. My partner’s mother is a vicious manipulator and abuser, still tries to put her hands on her grown children. I love him so much and want to do my best to support him but I can’t have a relationship with her. She’s not permitted at our house because every time we’ve tried, she starts a toddler tantrum over whatever comes to mind and gets violent.
I worry it weighs heavily on him and I wish I could stomach more interaction with her, I imagine it would make his life easier in some ways. But I’ve hit my max when it comes to abusive people. I’m a domestic abuse survivor and I simply don’t have any more space for folks who behave that way.
I’m on the other side of that equation, and while my father being a racist POS weighs a bit on me, inviting him over and dealing with that bullshit fallout would be 50x worse.
ya’ doin’ fine