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Ok Batts, I left a message on your cell phone voicemail (as you well know already I am sure) and next step is a knock on your door.
I don't even care about this guy and the content deal - he should have known better, but man, RIPPING OFF YOUR FRIENDS, PEOPLE WHO HAVE ALWAYS TRIED TO HELP AND BEEN THERE FOR YOU ?
You fucking low dog cunt.
DO THE RIGHT THING FOR ONCE.
Either that or your depression will be the least of your problems.
I should add, I called you tonight while having dinner with B&J in Lygon Street.
A mere 5 minutes from your place.
I am sick and tired of your lies and bullshit.
And even more sick and tired of you.
Heads up son, you'll be looking over your shoulder everywhere you go.
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