Posted 21 April 2015 - 04:14 PM
I'm composing a letter/response to an insurance company that could either save some jobs (maybe even mine) or have no effect. We've run afoul of an administrator that may be trying to lay the shaft to us all. Hints of accusations of dishonesty, that type of thing. It's all because I caught them trying to cheat us out of $500 and protested. Bah.
HiddenOne. You son of a bitch. You slimy, skulking, low-posting scumbag. You knew it would come to this. Roundabout, maybe. Tortuous, certainly. But here we are, you and me again. I started the train on you so many many hours ago, and now I'm going to finish it. Die HO. Die. This is for last time, and this is for this game too. This is for all the people who died to your backstabbing, treacherous, "I sure don't know what's going on around here" filthy lying, deceitful ways. You son of a bitch. Whatever happens, this is justice. For me, this is justice. Vote HiddenOne Finally, I am at peace.