Dear piece of shit who "works" here,

First off, fuck you.
Second, ya touch my front door again, let alone stand there beating on it and I will christen my Pusser club across your face and head numerous times.
Third, fuck you again, asshole.

See, you peter-puffin' jerkoff, here's how it is and how it's gonna be.

How it is, is you're a flaming asshole.
You think you're so fuckin' smart, so cool, so Buster Badass when you're out there in the parlor disrespecting Eric, calling HIM lazy, telling him "No" you ain't gonna do that whatever it is (try: YOUR FUCKING JOB, YOU MAGGOT) and there's your whole history of fuckin' ME around with your "tomorrow" shit and your having kept MY money for how fuckin' long? before you finally decided to finish whatcha started.

You think I've forgotten that shit, you heroin-dealin' DOUCHEBAG?
(And, no, that was NOT what he had my money for, get fuckin' real, dipshit.)
You do that like you handle WEED (yes, this was what he had my cash for) and somebody is gonna cut your throat (which would save me the trouble of trying to get you fired or deported, you little fucknugget).

Oh and you can thank your "buddy" (the other guy of the same ethnicity who also works here) for the fact that I now know of your "enterprises".
He also wants to beat you bloody and he's going around telling anybody who'll listen allll about what you do, what you deal and how he's gonna kill ya.

I hope he does.
That, or the fuckin' stupid INS does it's goddamned job and sends you back to the shithole from whence you slithered, you no-green-card-havin', illegal pile of wormshit.

Ya know, asshole, there IS a State copshop not a mile from here.
Wanna meet some troopers?
I'll arrange that for ya, no problem.

Just so much as LOOK at me again.
Breathe.
Make the wrong move.
Go on, I dare ya.

I have a LOT of unspent rage in me.
Probably about 63 years worth.
Odd, when I'm only 43, huh?
Well, lem'me s'plain it to you Mr. Retardo...

In my entire LIFE, I have yet to ever give somebody back exactly what they deserve for what they've done.
To me, my life, someone I love or all of the above.
This dates back to when I was nine and shoulda found a way to kill an asshole named Calvin that my mom nearly killed my Dad over.
Includes the time I shoulda shot that jerkoff ex-boyfriend of mine when he and MY MOTHER were leaving together to go live in Florida.
(Only reason I didn't- I had the pistol aimed at his chest, thumb on the hammer- was because I didn't know where it was I'd chased him to (a different county) and I wasn't sure how to get the hell outta there.)
It also includes about twenty years worth of rage that has been injected into my life since the end of June.

So, 63 years worth of unspent rage.

You SURE you wanna fuck with me, my house or anybody who lives in it?
Ya POSITIVE?

You need to think on this some more.
A LOT more.

Because, you push me too far (and you're on the edge of the precipice already) and I will do whatever I have to to END you here.
Permanantly.
AND... you won't have gotten SHIT on what Jr. "owes" you for those shit speakers you sold him.

I want you to take alllll this time you're gonna have WAITING FOR YOUR MONEY and reflect back on how fuckin' funny you thought you were when you kept my $50 for all those weeks, dickin' me around every fuckin' day, you shit.

Then, think about all the times you've given Eric, who is your BOSS, shit.
Said no, called him lazy and alla that shit.

Think about it.
Revel in it.
DROWN in it.

Because, see, I am not, I am NO WHERE NEAR as nice as the big Boss.

I'm not gonna take your shit.
And, unlike the boss, I don't give a flying fuck one way or the other about you.
Also, I am not impressed by ANYTHING you've done.
Plus... I don't like you.
At all.
So...
g'head.
Give me an excuse.
Unsnap the leash I have on right now which is all that kept me from takin' your empty head off earlier this morning when you couldn't take a hint and kept pounding on the door and yelling.
I'll give you something to REALLY yell about.
(And, that will be- besides immense pain- getting your ass throughly thrashed by a GIRL.)

You do one single thing except sit there with your big mouth SHUT, hands folded in lap and WAIT for your money like a good little substandard human and I will NOT think once, let alone twice, about doing what I hafta do to make you see "reason".

Yes, I'll try "reason" with you, then I'll make you an offer you won't be able to refuse... because you won't have any choice.

Bring it on, you sawed-off midget motherfucker.

Bring it on and be ready to have whatever may be left boxed up and sent back to Mexico.
Just let your "mom" (or whomever it was that laid the reptile egg you hatched from) know ahead of time, so she won't see the tiny box and think it's a ring or something.

Fuck you and fuck off, Jose.
You are expendable.

And, you reeeeeally don't wanna make me PROVE that... do you?

Okay, y'all... what I did here was manipulate "time".

I had my 9/11 post up.
Have had it up since way early this morning, like just after midnight, but... this asshole injected himself into my (new) day and if I don't get this out, I will go find him and do something that could cause me to end up on the news with things said that end with "film at 11..."

So, rather than end up in PRISON for (at least) attempted murder, I changed the time of this post and stuck it under what's IMPORTANT.

(And, that's another goddamned thing. How fuckin' DARE you (Jose) pull this shit on this day?
Do you not know that, compared to this day, you're even more insiginficant to me? If that's even possible? Jeezus, man. Fuck OFF.)

Anyway...
Fuck him with a diseased dick.
He's fuckin' lucky he wrecked his car last week and isn't actually "working" today.

Yeah, he came allll the way here WITHOUT HIS CAR to be a pain in the ass about the money he's owed.
Funny he can do THAT when he can't show up for WORK (when he HAD his car) half the fuckin' time, ain't it?
Loser.

I've been getting steadily more "annoyed" with this asshole since back when he was fuckin' me around about weed.
Then, Eric keeps tellin' me "Jose stories" about how he is "out there" and it just makes me madder and madder.
Now... now, I'm just looking for any reason, excuse or way to "karma" his ass.

And, no, that car wreck wasn't it.
He lived.

Besides, I already have my method of karma selected.
It's called "wait til I get goddamned good and ready to give you your fuckin' money, dickbag" and he's already enrolled in the course.
He may not understand that yet, but... he will.

Ya know what?
Fuck this "not giving back" shit.
From now on, from this day hence, anybody who fucks with ANYBODY I deem important is gonna be very quickly and very MUCH repentant.

The list of those I deem important and who may be the victims of OPS (Other People's Shit) is very short.

The people in my house.
Rob.
And, anyone I decide is being unfairly fucked with and whom I like... again, a very short list.

So, just like ya oughta be watchin' what ya say to people you "love" because they might be dead before you finish typing the phrase "drama queen", ya also oughta be careful of who ya fuck with lest they be on my short list.

And, I think it's best for the people I like that I don't name all the names on that very short list, which, by the way, can change without notice.
That way assholes won't know who it may be that could result in meeting ME if they fuck with 'em.

I am SICK of this shit.
Takin' shit from fuckin' ASSHOLES.
Never retaliating.
Never giving back.
Just existing there, letting their shit wash over me.

No more.

I have had E-nough.

Poor Jose.
The very next time he forces his way into my consiousness by being a dick, he's gonna eat a LIFETIME of rage.
Or, as much of that as it takes to render him "no longer a problem".
Which pretty much means there'll be plenty left over, so....

anyfrggin'way...

Jose is an asshole and I manipulated the time of this post.

Next, I think I'll manipulate Jose's windpipe with my bare hands and have this post be an asshole or something.

Posted by: Stevie at 12:02 PM

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