I danced on the grave of a cunt that died in 2008 - he caused me untold misery in the mid 1990's taking over a company I was a top manager for and he was a fraudster from the start and got me arrested for a fraud I didn't commit... it was in France at the time and in a ski resort where they had one of those programs following around "ski cops" - I was innocent but I had to endure nearly 24 hours of shite in the cells (police were pretty harsh once cams had disappeared) and local shame until I got to tell my side of the story.
I then found out this fucker was involved in nasty mortgage scam fraud in the late 80's and did time... fucking sleazebag... I still laugh at that piece of shit wormfood now!
karma, I believe in it. Time for the brothers who owed me big time to experience a little payback!
