Thursday, April 26, 2012
The daughter of the I.R.A.
Or you could JUST NOT HATE, Katie.
When will you and your grubby slut of a mother get your greasy slithery fingers up out of my child's life???
Because these slap happy carmival motherfuckers that your neighbor wanted you to drop my child in the middle of are going to bring down the whole roadshow.
You should tell your buddy Howie.
I picture you as a little girl trick-or-treating at the homes of those monsters.
Or you could have been a human being.
Move on sweetie.
Your mother and father are NOT our fault.
If you weren't used you were aware.
What does that make you??
UNWORTHY OF OXYGEN.
Take your pick.
Every piece of scumm shit leaves a turd straight to the foot of your front steps.
The stink will never go away.
Don't worry. I'll make sure.
NOW: GET OFF HIM and take howie with you.
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