I hate you. You treat my sister like shit and pass it off as loving playful banter. Plain and simple: you don't respect her. You're an alcoholic in denial. You can't afford to lose the brain cells, buddy. How do you manage your business? Oh yeah, you get your wife to do everything while you're busy running up the credit card bills. I see right through your sham of a marriage and see that you married her for her money, and she married you because she didn't think she could do any better. I hope you rot in hell, but it better be after we all get a chance to kick you in the balls. You have more enemies than myself.
Confession posted on 06/16/2003