You can stop hoping I get chlamydia or have a heart attack.
I've already moved on to hoping for a second stroke when the chlorpromazine is taken out of your central line drip.
I'm gonna talk to you soon.
Well, that's great: as soon as I'm done overseeing the negotiating of this treaty between the Autobots and the Decepticons, I'll have time for the likes of
you and your
ilk.
Use my burner number that I published in a back issue of
Tiger Beat. It's the one that
only has
two fives in it.
“Semper five five”?
totesgay.
