like a jay oh bee

lmao. I watch those faces going after him like it's their job. As you and I both know, umm it IS. So, what I'm thinking is that instead of giving you the few moments a day that I do ... I should give you a return favor and come AFTER YOU like it's my fucking job.

We can do that.

I'll be having lunch with you, I'll be taking pictures, I'll be videotaping, oh my god I'll enjoy my job.

Do you want to become my job?

I videotape now when people come fucking with me but if must be there's all kinds of other things to do.

I'm RICH. You don't want to push over and share. Guess what? I don't want to share with you, either. In fact, I don't want to share an omelet line with you. So ..... unless you want to become MY JOB stop making him YOUR JOB.

Now, I've asked this in every nice and not so nice way possible.

If things don't change by the new year (i know how you love deadlines) I will actively employ myself in your direction.

Among other folks.

Now mind your manners motherfucker or maybe someone will come after YOUR child like it's their job.

And the end result of that is not something you'll really want.

Just like I think it's highly rude of your families to insert themselves, murder folks and then steal their property under the guise of help and friendship.

Yep, I do think that's pretty rude.

Now, I was raised well and civilly but I will come out after you as my job if I must.

In a civil and legal manner. You just think you have all the exits covered.

Anyone can get a bohunk black alabama sheriff to fuck around on the interstate.

NOT EVERYONE will do what I am willing to do.

And I just thought you should know that.

So, despite your numerous victories against those who did not even know they were playing, I don't give a fuck what happens next.

That is completely up to you.

I URGE you to carefully consider your direction.

I urge you.

Besides the fact that .... yknow .... I haven't lost my mind. You're wasting your time.

I've been watching you for a long ass time now. Not for nothing.

I urge you to make this easier for everyone concerned.

Here's your counterpart right here. Now, I can make the venn diagrams with you smack in the fucking middle ... all the intersects to that and to ummmmmm .. where on el prado??? And then to ... that's FOUR I know of just from casual, inattentive observance.

When I make you MY FUCKING JOB we'll go ahead and do the rest.
Because like Rhonda G. you just show up a liddddle too often. Around death and yknow property.

Are ya feelin me YET or do you think you don't have to give a fuck?

I realize you do not want to go back to the trailer. I personally don't see anything wrong with living in a trailer.

I kinda enjoyed it for the brief time I was there. Very spacious.

BUT, the thing is ..... you don't belong WHERE YOU ARE. You don't even look the part a little bit. You flirt with these young folks like an aging porn star. It's sad to watch and your morals are non-existent. I DID love all the faux christian stuff with d and the setup with photos. That was all funny. It's okay I got what I wanted, too. That's why it happened. Can't stroke a stroker and alla that.