A jihad against Leonza Minter, Lee Kincy

Leonza Minter, Lee Kincy

After two years I found out you was the one who stole my PS3. You still lied even though the evidence clearly states you are the one.

My Father Lee,

You was never there for me growing up. Drugs, being a male slut, and taking care of other people especially women were more important than teaching me how to be a man and takking care of your family. Because of your actions my mother made me the scapegoat upon which she vented her anger on. All because in her mind I look like you, walk like you, talk like you, and worst of all act like you. I am nothing like you, but I can't convince her otherwise. I reach out to you and came to you when this economy went bad. Instead of rebuilding you have stripped me of the little bit I had left. Because of you, I was arrestted for the first time in my life. Because of you I had a gun held above my head and my face in the ground curtesy of the Raleigh's Swat because of you. The more I try to escape the hell which you created and enjoy. I struggle to get back on my feet. Get back on my feet and out of your house I will. Back to the life of prosperity I shall. So you and my brother can resume your pathetic lifestyles as you please.
Declared by Anonymous on Thursday, March 25, 2010