Try reading that again, you cracked out fucking moron. It’s a solo mission for you. 
I am not on a mission. I am here because children are inspired by me, and admire me as a hero. I didn't ask for this. THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT HAPPENED. All that is certain is that:
1. Jackstsr saved their favorite auntie.
2. Literally every adult male they've ever known is either infuriated, dead, or “gone.” All the adult females are quiet and behaving unusually. Whatever the adults did before, things changed over the last 3 years in ways that I can't imagine and must cope with in a civilized manner. THESE ARE ACTUAL CHILDREN—ALL OF WHOM I HAVE NEVER EVEN MET.
3. I knew it's all a big joke to you. You thought I was just going to die, and she was an annoyance in your way. Yeah... that's what I thought too.
BIGGER THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE.
MAYBE YOU WANNA CALL ME A NIGGERFAGGOT IN PUBLIC SOME MORE? THAT DOESN'T SEEM LIKE A BIG DEAL TO YOU. YOU PROBABLY THINK SHE'S GONNA BE DEAD OF AN O.D. TONIGHT! IN TWO HOURS!
It doesn't matter now. It mattered then. Because no one told me I was alleged to be incapable of keeping my girlfriends alive. (It's a little weird.) Well now, perks of no longer being a suspect are beginning to roll in.
Consider the following: out of 19,500 bloodthirsty warriors, how many would you like to have casting death magic spells at you, for talking shit about the first WHITE HERO that these people have been allowed to have? It's serious. This entire outcome is a configuration waiting for a spark, and do you know why?
BECAUSE NO ONE KNOWS HOW ANY OF IT HAPPENED. Because, end times apocalypse. Fog of war. Classified intel. Actual capital murder. ACTUAL CHARGES.
R.I C.O.
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C.
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And you, haha, yeah, laugh at Jackstar. He's a joke. A loon. He deserves to suffer. Okay, fair. Arguable. But fair.
In realty: I also saved dogs. I'm bigger to them than The Beatles ever were, by far. For sure. I'm more GOTA than Paul Bunyan. And, once again: UNKNOWN NUMBERS OF CHILDREN KNOW WHAT I DID.
I proved all their fathers wrong, and this kind of flex is how this culture demonstrates its might. I don't really care if you believe it.
What I do care about is children getting the wrong idea, because if they get mad at you for laughing at me in public —and it really does hurt my feelings and I can usually shrug it in — they can AND will do something about it.
So, do you want to make money or what? I thought that mattered to all of all y'all. Because I can't risk leaving a faux pas on this farce.
Diplomacy is hard, brutal work. And, look at you. Willing to be casually insensitive to ACTUAL CHILDREN. (They can turn into bears.) Are you aware of this? (BEARS.) What if there's something I know, that you don't, that changes the entire picture of the world, in your view?
you cracked out fucking moron
If you want to keep hiring more and more lawyers, well, I can always call The_Dragonhead. And he has ALREADY sought to have you killed. Ago. I didn't get those details. I don't want those details. I didn't need to know that you are okay with openly risking the creation of The New—ISH Mickey Mouse Club.
I have very little control at this point. There are no brakes on the happening train. Similarly, I thought perhaps you were interested in making MONEY!!! like, say... EVER.
tl:dr I will be blamed by your husband for monetary damages caused by your taunting of me in front of children. This is an important inflection point at this time. Have you read,
“The Monkey’s Paw”?
I just lived it while you spent my money and ignored me and I already have to account myself. TO CHILDREN. IN PUBLIC. Someday.
Now, I'm long over due for signing. Sijnning.
Whatevah.
We can't associate in public. But I can get on an airplane and go ANY where. I've got some liquidity. I have options.
You have less. It seems. I have know no way of knowing the truth.
Yet. (I KNOW YOU ARE DELIBERATELY CAUSING THE PROBLEM, LOUIS. HAZARDOUS BACKFIRE WARNING.)
Wait... what was your name again? Wait, stop. I retract the query.
This is only the beginning. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
