Dear Mr. Keller
Happy Thanksgiving, you disgusting, thieving piece of shit.
Remember our hap hap haPPEEE days back in 2003??? Brett?? LOLLLLLLLLLLS
Yup. Got all that.
Sad. He could have had a future.
Anyway .. I digress.
I just wanted to tell you how you and Christine Breen are firmly standing on the same working class (except neither of you have EVER done so) corner together.
It intersects at two facts this fine day.
Yum. Such southern goodies I have preparedzzz.
And better lasagna than Malio himself. (just kidding Malio, this was a new recipe we tried and it turned out smashing. Unlike some I don't cling to the old ways but move fearlessly forward through time .... )
The two facts we'll illuminate for your reading improvement:
You and she are THE ONLY people who have repeatedly, REPEATEDLY tried to get someone in this house.
b. TWO OR THREE of these whores meet firmly on both sides of your common corner.
Ya see what I mean??
Thanks for this latest one.
Over my dead body.
LO FUCKING L.
I've got another interesting graphic I compiled for you and the meth lab co conspirators in coverup.
BUT I'm not done yet.
If she keeps fucking with him and why would the whore stop? She's getting extensions, fettucini, trips to the zoo and around the world .. lo fucking l ... it will be an extra 200 per day PLUS one hundred every time she mentions my home.
You might wonder how I know that.
Wonder on.
And get off that corner.
Every time you are standing there your whores aren't making any money.
WHO WOULD STOP with your fright ass in the way?