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Please, by all means, spill your guts about me. Find something that actually sticks better than my morning dump.
For the record: when I worked at Brokerbabe as a Senior Affiliate Manager, I replied to one of your emails and said it smelled like spam. That’s all it took. Next thing, you ran off to one of those Thai bars, got yourself serviced, and called my bosses crying that I “lacked honor” and “shouldn’t be in this industry.” You didn’t stop there—you phoned around, trying to drag my name through the mud, just because I wasn’t another ass-kisser.
Now you strut around pretending to be some “industry icon,” but in reality? You’re nothing but a bitter, jealous wannabe who never made it.
I promised I’d stick this thread here so everyone can see the truth: you’re not a leader—you’re just a lame piece of shit who always wished he could be me.
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