Dear Stupid Bitch on Facebook,
I can’t decide whether your posts aimed at your man’s ex-girl are hilarious or just really, really sad. Because they all sound like this:
“BITCH u talk HELLA shit but u ain’t worth SHIT!!!1
Now excuse me while I spend the next paragraph of my time and effort explaining to you why you don’t mean shit to me. Yeah, you, in whom I say I have no personal investment, although that doesn’t stop me from letting you command enough of my attention for a full week of Facebook posts and stress me out in ways normally reserved for my boyfriend/baby daddy.”
Ok, I might have paraphrased at the end a little bit, but seriously, if I’d gotten to it quickly enough, I would’ve cut and pasted the private message conversation that you cut and pasted into that Facebook post. Remember, the one where you threw dozens of misspelled insults (Seriously, C-U-N-T. 4 fucking letters. It’s really not that hard) even after she replied with a simple “Whatever”? The one you removed after SEVERAL friends used the comments section to ask the pertinent question on all of our minds: “Honey, why the fuck do you care so much?”
Yeah, you’re ugly and stupid. But for Christ’s sake, you have a fiancée and a 6-month-old son. You really think he wants to watch his mom get Down with the Clown on some lady that can’t even remember your name, let-alone WHY you hate her so vehemently?
But hey, thanks for the fair warning, crazy Facebook bitch. If only your baby daddy had gotten the memo and worn a rubber.
Sucks to be y’all,
The DOC of THC