Every time I interview for a job...Im asked about the story....if I pretend nothing happened an dit comes out I look like I have something to hide, so for that reason I have to boldly go head first into it...what a joke when people say "the past is the past".
Jane Kartsch, know that one day I will dance across the street from your funeral with champagne and noise makers with posters that read "Ding Dong the wicked witch..." and if I die first I will stick my ghostly finger in your ear all your waking hours...and I promise you will feel it. You woill look like you've developed a nervous twitch constantly scratching at your ear...just like a dog. Just like the bitch you are.
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