
I'm am shaking...literally *shaking* with what seems like a heady mix of rage, loathing, & something else...I dont know what.
Chris's little Jailbird is soon to be released, so he want's his pants back soon. Fine. Whatever, I was planning on getting them back to him anyways.
So I see he's chosen the legal choice of two evils, how cute. I say this now, but I probably dont mean it...I hope it's a horrid affair & he's miserable.
*grins* I dont know what he was expecting me to talk to him like...yeah ok, I'm going to be all sugary sweet to him...WHY? Hrmm...no clue.
So yes, I was bitchy, to an extent. At least I kept all the vile things I had to say about him to myself. It's hard to type when you're vibrating, by the way.
So he gets his pants & he gets his misery. What a wonderful time will be had by all! Specially since I'm not going to be anywhere NEAR that particular freak show.
On another note, Emo, That pic that I sent you...those words that I typed, I meant them. I dont know if you will, or wont. But I just thought you should know...that I was being serious.
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