A jihad against My aunt the vulture

My aunt the vulture

My grandmother wasn't even buried yet and you started circling her home and assets, telling my mother to get a lawyer because you definitely want your half. You didn't even go to her funeral or the burial. You made sure to show up early before the rest of the family. You and your friends were laughing and joking in the back room while the rest of us were in tears. All my life I have defended you when most every one has known what a bitch you are. You have definitely shown me what you are made of and I can't believe how much I hate you right now. This shit would break my grandmother's heart. You're also stupid. I know all of your secrets. You are cheating on your husband with your friend's husband. I think that maybe I'll be making two phone calls. One to your boyfriend's wife and one to my uncle. Your obvious need for drama will be fulfilled because you'll be too busy getting your nose broken and contacting a divorce attorney to harass my mother. Jihad on you, you old whore.
Declared by Anonymous on Saturday, April 13, 2013