As if every thought that tumbles through your head was so clever it would be a crime for it not to be shared.
The internet is not written in pencil, Mark, It’s written in ink, and you published that Erica Albright was a bitch, right before you made some ignorant crack about my family’s name, my bra size, and then rated women based on their hotness. You write your snide bullshit from a dark room because that’s what the angry do nowadays. I was nice to you. Don’t torture me for it.