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*Before any of you, my 'regular' readers read this, I want you to know that this post is to address someone who could NEVER mean ANYTHING to me, I just felt that this person needed to be "put in their place", the intention is to bring the humor in the words below, because I think we ALL need someone to LAUGH AT...

I write what I feel, I think what I say and I think that what you're thinking about me comes from a collection of words that you'd NEVER SAY. You see, I know that you hate on me as opposed to hate me and I know that you do so knowing that you could never be me. I may never mention you by name because I don't EVER want you to think you've beat me, I just want you to understand that all the silly questions you ask are BENEATH ME...If any of you are reading this and think that this is about you then you've already let me beat you by exposing you as you, see unlike you I don't have to hide who I am, you say that my life's' not worth it, yet you could NEVER understand that EVERYTHING I put here is from my own little land, a place where thoughts are worth it and the true measure of a man comes NOT from those who've known him but from the stories they tell about him. See you thought you were a "Slick" one, but you're nothing, I'm the man and I'm sorry your life's not worth it but I fail to understand - Why you spend your life comparing, when "Your World" is in YOUR Hands. I only wish you could see that all this is to me, is a simple monthly fee and I can stop it when I please. But to you your "score" has meaning, really something in-between all the useless SHIT your talking and the pointers that you scream.

To you, that guy, I think you wanted my attention. Well I'm sitting and I'm waiting, and by the way I've brought the world here to listen...See you talk BIG in circles and I only talk when others' will LISTEN. If I were you I'd feel special though because then you'd know, that of all the things I think about you're one of my MANY wasted thoughts, and that woman you were talking about, the one you call "FAT", that's what you think...whereas I like to think that she has really HUGE "Boobs", Oh and about that...If she is "Fat" as you like to say, and you don't like "FAT" chicks...then why are you so interested in knowing about her? I tell you what, I'll give you the info, but ONLY if you promise to provide me with "Compensation" for all of my "Administrative Duties".LOL.

Dude, You should REALLY thank me...because I just made you FAMOUS...I mean think about it, NO ONE at the Dealership your working at will EVER think you'll make it. I know because I called and asked which is why I can sit here laughing while your there sitting face so made. You didn't think I'd let you slide right? "Mad" I think was the word you used when you were speaking the other day, but did you ever think I was waiting for this time so I could say: "You could NEVER be my HOMIE, and I find it FUNNY when you say---that the BEST thing YOU'VE got going is SCORE on your display, you're nothing but a phony and your GAMER TAG is gay, so much for "SLICK", you're BORING and now I've said your name. So go forward and tell 'em "Phony" just how that game is played, all the while I'm knowing "Homie" that I've put you on display....

If you've just read that and have no idea what I'm talking about, this was in reference to a certain "Individual" who THOUGHT he had the UPPER HAND. You failed to realize this "SC", but I get paid to do this man, and since you wanted it, I thought I'd just freelance...And now that I've done, I did and I will(you may not understand that last sentence, SC education and all), please note that I don't want to hurt you, BUT I WILL AND I CAN. Like my favorite line says: Anything you can do, I can do better...I got ALL the answers so they call me "When/Why".

I'm an animal hear me Growl,YOU against ME is like Man vs. Wild, ME against YOU is like Man vs. Child and I AM THE MAN... Stick to the VIDEO GAMES Slick, 'cause this shit talking, this is GROWN MAN SHIT!!! Smile....

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  1. You can make a Grown Man feel like a child.. I love it... keep it up babe.. love me..

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