Dear neighor:
- I don't give a fuck how much you bitch and complain or who you are.
- To people who don't fucking know how to be responsible at the age of 38 and pay their fucking bills on time rather than two months behind, I don't care to hear you bitch about the attitudes of those around you whose expense it is for you to be fucking lazy, retarded, and irresponsible.
- If you want a fucking pet, take care of the damn thing, especially when it is a puppy trying to learn not to piss on MY fucking floor, chew on MY fucking clothes, shit in MY fucking corner, eat MY fucking possessions, and bite MY FUCKING hand. Please cease being a fucking douchebag who allows the fucking animal to wander throughout the house, unnoticed by you as he has a fucking field day. Need I remind you that this is not your fucking house to destroy especially because you're too fucking lazy to take care of an animal you begged for so that your spoiled ass little child could fucking kick him around and bitch about it.
- If you are an old fuck who likes to bitch about people's yards
and their grass in your "good neighborhood," why don't you fucking give
us the fucking money to keep the yard to your fucking standards,
asshole? Maybe you don't think before your shitty fucking upper
class wannabe ass fucking opens your mouth (or should i say sends an
anonymous pussy note) that MAYBE, just fucking maybe, people have a god
damn reason they aren't mowing the fucking lawn. Hmm, didn't
think of that did you? Didn't think of the fact that MAYBE we are
fucking living on a fixed income with a douchebag woman in the house
who decides to somehow be months behind on payments and now that we
have to get her credit-ruining ass out of here, we have to fucking sell
the fucking house just so we can fucking have a chance to buy god damn
non-moldy bread. Maybe you didn't fucking stop to consider that
we might be struggling just a little fucking bit in our finances, a
little too much to be worried about my disabled god damn father going
out on the fucking lawn mower often enough to keep the sand out of your
god damn vagina.
Michelle
P.S. I think that was enough for now. Trust that I do have much more to say.