Saturday, March 24, 2018

Had an interesting conversation with my lil' pussy-boy SIL tonight.  No wonder he's here in the frozen shithole of Montana.  He couldn't hack it anywhere else, among real men.  How very sad...

He wouldn't have survived two days in my worlds...

He was so easily compromised by the snails...

He is an utterly narcissistic, sociopathic fool.

Fools die.

No, I won't hurt a hair on his hubristic head.  I will leave that for others...

One fine day, he will infuriate the wrong man with his snide remarks and arrogance. Then, the piper will be paid!

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