To the fat fuck who wouldn’t accept my bet:

Well, I bet you $20 that I could snap a whole bowl…(whoa, big wow)… and not because I wanted your money, but simply because I wanted to snap a bowl (uh, duh)

BUT, being the fat, greedy, goldfish-crackers-dipped-in-mayonnaise-snack-eating motherfucker that you are, you said no.

Which is alright, i guess… considering the fact that I was betting you one bowl (thats worth um, $5?) against my $20… but, whatever. Fattys gotta do what they gotta do..? So, I tried to reason with you… but then your greedy ass wouldn’t even agree to sell me a measly gram.

So, you know what? You lard spread buttermuffin…. Here is my policy: You don’t deal? Well, I steal…. thanks for the free quad, bitch… catch you on the flip side, you human pancake. I would say ihop, but lets be real, your fat ass aint hopping nowhere.

Next time, I’ll stick to playing baseball in my own league. 

Later loser

Yours hatefully,

The girl who is never going to acknowledge you