I have a lot to talk about. Needless to say, none of it is pleasant.
1 - WHERE THE HELL DID MY SPECIAL LIGHTSABRE
dildo GO?! I KNOW IT WAS IN IT'S PLACE WHEN I LEFT. YES. IT WAS. IT WAS IN THE GLASS DISPLAY CASE OVER MY BED ALONG WITH MY OTHER
500 ONE. I WANT TO KNOW WHO HAS IT. YOU BETTER GIVE IT BACK NOW OR I WILL FOREVER HAUNT YOU. I'LL SLIT YOUR THROAT. THERE WILL BE SOME SHIT GOING DOWN.
2 - My credit/debit card is not YOURS TO USE. NOBODY SHOULD BE PASSING AROUND THE DAMN THING. I just got my monthly statement, and there was a ridiculous charge... this charge was for 5,000,000,000 GODDAMN MUNNY. IF I HAD THAT MUCH MUNNY, I WOULD HAVE OBTAINED GAY HEARTS BY NOW.
YOU BASTARDS. I COULD OVERLOOK THE PHOENIX DOWN AND TAMPON CHARGES, BUT NOT THIS. HOW DARE YOU.
Of course, I will cancel the charge.
Do you want to know what it was for?
ATLANTICAYes, god damn Atlantica where those Mermaid's roam. Who the fuck in their right mind would want to buy that piece of shit?!
( I'm a very well-balanced person )