Dear (stupid, stupid) MTBlacklist...

Hi, it's me, the one who writes this dreck.

Look, man. We've got a problem, that, if ya don't resolve, is gonna end up with you evicted from my world.

For the record, I have ENOUGH stupid shit in my life that exists to fulfill one simple purpose and canNOT seem to do it; such as a toilet ya hafta flush a MINIMUM of 27 times to 'not be disgusting' after using it, a fuckin' CAN OPENER that'd make a better toilet than a can opener seeing as the way I wind up actually gaining entry into said can is by BASHING it to smithereens with the alleged 'can opener' after it turns out the pice of shit can't cut TINFOIL, let alone an actual can and on and on. Dude. I OWN A NEXTEL CELL PHONE!!!!! (Talk about yer basic 'excersizes in frustration'.... GRRRR!!!!)

There are doors it's hard to open, harder to keep closed or that wanna close while you're still in 'em. Cars who decide "YOUR QUARTER RAN OUT!!!! AND FUCK YOU!!!!" no matter how far from home ya are at the time and that give not one thought as to the last time it was waxed or maintenenced. (Which was, no doubt, right before it left the house... asshole cars.)

Then, there are men, cats, DOGS, dirt, horses that are to be GAZED- not sat- upon... (eyes rollin' right outta my head here) the list is endless.

In case, MTBLacklist, you aren't getting the point:

I DO NOT NEED YER SHIT.

You won't let Mad Mikey, a guy I know, trust and like lots, say the word 'draped', but it's okay for some anonymous fuckwit to spam me with Disney?

You're stupid and right now... I hate you.

Here's the deal.

I hired you. (Let you move in here... WHATEVER!) You fuck with ONE MORE person I like or let one more brainless piece of worm shit spam me with ANYTHING, including that gag-fest bunch of corporate jackoffs also known as "Disney", and you are OUTTA HERE!!!!!

Got it? Asshole?

Do yer fuckin' JOB- which by MY definition is keeping dick-stiffeners of all descriptions and prescriptions out of my life.

Not flag draped coffins. (Not that I want many o'those, but fuck. I'd honestly rather have to deal with a dead guy than one STICKING HIS WOODY IN MY FUCKIN' FACE!!!!! In fact, guys of the second description can quickly become men of the first description by doing that.... just a thought.)

Sooo... ya got it?

Leave Mad Mikey the fuck alone.
Stop letting Tinkerbell-wanna-be's spam me.

Or die.

Your choice.

This is your last chance and I will be WATCHING YOU...

Sincerely pissed,
me

Posted by: Stevie at 04:28 AM

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Posted by: Mad William Flint at June 14, 2004 03:34 PM (jRssG)

Posted by: Stevie at June 14, 2004 04:35 PM (CEK0p)

Posted by: Burnt Fuse at June 14, 2004 05:35 PM (JjOt1)

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