As we used to say when I was a kid: go play in traffic! See what I did there…I told you to fuck off. Just like “go jump off a bridge” was a way to say “fuck off”, without actually saying “fuck off”. Now, kindly fuck off and go act outraged over nothing somewhere else.
She can dish it out but she can’t take it, eh? That’s what she had that Uberstan that’s supposed to be a stand-in for me do in that shitty fanfic she had one of her Johns ghostwrite for her. What a laugh, if she keeps snitching on and stiffing the mob the only thing SoFail will be merching are cement shoes at the bottom of the Thames…Also? Tell your Newcastle buddy to stop pulling strings for you. It won’t get you anywhere, you’re out of strikes.