I tried being nice, I tried being your friend, I tired to mend things that happened
5 years ago, for stuff I didn't even really do that you accused me of... I tried
everything to resolve the issues between us, but nothing worked because you were
acting like a 5th grader and held some insane grudge against me for things I wasn't
even guilty of.

When I got hurt recently and was taken to the hospital for swelling of my brain due
to a severe head injury, all you did was run your mouth and beat me while I was
down, it was you out of every person that belittled me the most during my time in
the hospital... Not only did I provide pictures of me in the hospital, I even
provided a picture of my prescription of some very strong pain killers that they
gave me due to the severity of the injury and the amount of pain that I was in...
Instead of keeping your mouth shut, all you could do was make things up about me so
I could get banned. Now that you're in the hospital, all I can do is sit here and
laugh at your misfortune. If you weren't a vendor on nasioc you wouldn't get any
respect from anyone, and I do hope you realize that.. You're really like some little
girl who can't face life dead on, one who can't forgive because of all of your
insecurities, and thats just sad for an older person such as
yourself... I learned to forgive and forget when I was a teenage, just as did
everyone else, well, with the exception of you... Not only are you a little girl
when it comes to that kind of stuff, but you're a filthy liar too!

Its too bad there weren't any complications in your hospital visit so I could laugh
even more.

I never would have said anything that I just said if you would have just kept your
end of our agreement to be cool with each other... But instead you had to re-hatch
everything at my most venerable time possible, and that takes some friggin class.
You crossed so many lines that its not even funny, I'll never forget this and only
wish I could have this sort of talk directly to you in person. (Not talking about
physical harm in any sense, merely referring to me calling you out on your BS in
person, man to man, erm, whatever you prefer to call yourself you little *****.

So here's a nice "**** you", tom@fartboy.com, the company in which you owe credit do
your brother, the one with an actual degree... You know what a REAL degree is, don't
you? I'm not talking about some low level tech degree either. Why couldn't you have
been like your brother? Was school too hard for you?

Anyway, I hope someone dropped a Jr. Mint into your chest when it was opened for
your surgery.

Of all the top dick head Otters that we have in OT, you are BY FAR the worst of them
all, and its all your fault that we're even having this conversation, if you would
have kept your promise I would have def kept mine, and hell, even when you broke
that promise, I went out of my way to try to resolve it, but you left me no chance
and you have gained one hell of an enemy, and I hope one day we meet again so I can
verbally pwn your ugly ***, you and your lame *** tattoos that already look dated.

Until next time, Old man

bl.