Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Regards...

I don't care what you do...fuck whoever you like in your dad's caravan. That's where you take a girl on a date isn't it?

Your Dad probably has spycam on you.

Talking about prospects; I wish you'd find a job. No wonder I find it hard keeping a house hold together. You're as useless as tits on a bull. Hurry up and pay me some maintenance for the kids (not sure if they are both yours, you can order the DNA test, though, if you it stops you from wondering...)

I reiterate; fuck off hubby. You are a selfish man. And lover. Three minutes. Tops. Whoopee...

Regards Miss Construed

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