well honestly, i think its you that needs the most saving. your kids are good, melvin. even though you and the people you hang around are some of the most despicable, godless people i have ever seen, your children are alright. and they need your money to go to school and buy new pants and juice and go to the movies. i know how much you have. how else could you afford to play so many games all the time if you didnt have stuff stored away. the court says you dont have a job but i know you and your kind and what you do to get by. i know. you know, my cousin is a district attourney's clerk. one call and poof! all that goes away. you better watch yourself melvin. watch yourself real good. pay up. if you know what's good for you. but what am i saying. you dont. you never knew.

dont call me back. just send the money. you are despicable.

but this isnt your people's land, this is the land of the free. home of the brave. AMERICA. and here in TRUMPs america, we take ownership of our actions. we dont back down. never surrender. dont talk to terrorists. yea, thats right, i know who you been talking to as well. these "chae" and "son" characters... you know melvin, i obey Jesus. the Lord. i answer only to Him, my president, and my momma. you know what they have? in their country? nothing. God is illegal there. imagine that. a country with no morals... no sense of right or wrong. makes me sick thinking about it. you're better off not talking to them, melvin, you hear me? God is always watching. this is the land of God. you know, in leviticus 3:19 jacob tells us to embrace our sons and daughters and serve Him, for he wishes for the salvation of both us AND our kin.

idk why i cant reach you on anything else so i have to go here but you cant run forever, melvin. unlike you, the paternity test doesnt lie, and if you dont step up and be responsible for your child of your own will, a court of law will make sure it happens one way or another. personally, i dont want you anywhere around tabitha's kids, but as her husband i dont think its my responsibility to pick up where you left off... both from your steam page and your behavior around my wife, i can see you like playing games... well its game OVER. you better watch your back, melvin, because you cant dodge court summons forever, and once you get served you SOB im gonna be rolling laughing in your child support. balls in your court, melvin. either man up and take responsibility for your spilt milk or keep running and the police will find you. but really, we both know which one youre gonna choose.... honestly, its not even a choice. your people are just built that way.

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since i learned that people actually died on 9/11 the jokes are just weird😭 i legit thought they were warned prior and it was like a building demolishing method. idk make ur jokes i guess but i won't

I used to roll half a bottle of laxative pills into a Crunch wrap supreme and then leave cow pies on peoples door mats. People in my town installed porch cameras to catch the "Phantom S hitter" they said it couldn't possibly be one man, the hits were too frequent and too large. It had to be a whole gang of city punks coordinating and making planned precision strikes. I felt like a god among lesser beings in my town. Every time i was at the local diner and i overheard someone screaming about the black slop they found on their porch i felt powerful and unstoppable. I became too arrogant, started striking during the day. That's when they caught me and strung me up in the streets and hit me with rocks. I barely escaped with my life and i had to leave town. Now after all these years, I'm in a new town and I behave well enough. But I've got this nagging feeling, the urge is back, and I'm starting to think that my new town is about to experience a storm