A jihad against My ex-girlfriend

My ex-girlfriend

Dear ho bag, I hope you choke on a dick. You had so many dicks inside you while we were dating that I'm loathe to imagine how many you had before.

At least I know you're becoming a giant, fat ass bitch like your mother. Maybe an all-protein diet wasn't the way to go. Next time lay off the cock.

I hope you get diarrhea and whooping cough at the same time.

You want to be a teacher? What are you going to do, eat the students?

It's a good thing your grandmother is dead because she sure as hell wouldn't like what a fat whore you turned out to be.

Oh, and don't bring up your dead sister anymore. She died as a baby about four years before you were born. You never knew her - get over it.
Declared by Anonymous on Thursday, February 14, 2008