Jun 07, 2010 19:13
Dear, Good-for-nothing-punch-spiker,
I am going to find you. I am going to make you drink my rum punch until you throw up,make you clean it up, then apologise to everyone you made a fool of. Come clean now, and I won't hurt you...as much.
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