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Just the mention of your name boils me. I will not forget how you gave us that haughty look months back at Long Johns. You not only pissed me off, but pissed * off. We just wished we could kill you by the look at that point of time. Do not think you're oh so BIG and GREAT. Listen, you're younger and BE YOUR AGE. OMG. I just feel like slapping you. I can imagine how great it feels to have my hand hard on your face. Damn. Bitch.
♥ With love, Amanda