Look at this worm. Does everyone see him? See how his lips part so desperately for that ogre foot?
Won’t it be fun to see his face? I’m going to reveal this wretch’s identity tomorrow. The idea of him is making me feel vomitous, I’ll bet he smells like low tide. He claims he’s married and has children! Can you imagine what kind of shameful, crawling existence that must be to know that you were dribbled out of this quivering mass of garbage?
Little by little, I’m going to show his face so you can all see the shit stain who dared email me.
Devilishly,
B
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