Jan 05, 2005 22:28
Dear Jackie Funk,
I wish I had your number so I could call you and bitch you out even more. But I don't, so I hope you'll be reading this.
You're a fucking slut. Mike doesn't want you. You're a fucking walking venereal disease. I don't understand why you want to fight me. YOU'RE the one who's fucking up, and I should want to be fighting you. But I don't. You know why? Because I've been there. Fighting isn't worth it. But you better believe if I ever see you touching Mike again, I will fucking kill you. And don't doubt me. Got it, whore?
Oh, wait. Actually, I remember someone wanting to fight you LAST year and you started CRYING and backed out, like a little chicken shit! So nevermind about you fighting me, because I know it won't happen, you fucking pussy bitch.
It's so funny how you think every guy wants you. Jeremy Vampoucke, Mike Viscusi, Daniel Allen, Corey Burton, and I'm sure there are many others. But hey, NEWS FLASH! They DON'T. Because you're a damn slut.
So quit running your mouth and thinking that Mike wants you. He doesn't, babydoll. He has something better.
ME.
Love,
Courtney Crenshaw
PS. And please feel free to give me a call,
586-5626
Because unlike you, I'm not afraid of chewing out people.
Love ya!
Edit- What the fuck? What the hell happened to all my comments?