Now I got a text message from this random phone number. It says:

"stupid bitch. I had to change my number because of whores like you. You better tell whoever gave you my number it was a mistake and think twice before fucking with my girlfriend. She really will cut your throat if she finds out who you are!"

David gave me his number a long time ago. Once upon a time, a Red Light District Director booked his talent all by himself and that's how little Gen got the number. Sorry but I dont try to date people in the biz. I'm not into that. LOL!!!

The best part is, towards the end of that text he kinda clues me in that his girlfriend really is insane and protecting me because he knows he's in deep shit. Too bad he can't literally admit so. ONe day. GOD SAVE THIS POOR CHILDS SOUL, LORD HAVE MERCY!!! LMAO!!!

So I reply to the text with:

"I'm not scared of pety threats. I will get the law involved if I have to. Some healthy future you guys have. Drop it already. I have nothing to do with this trouble. Bye"

Ten minutes later I get a reply that says:

"Thats right bitch! Go be a disgusting slut elsewhere try that shit on another couple who isn't close dumb whose"

Yea, I dont think those were typos. That was the work of drugs frying the brain thus forgetting simple tasks as SPELLING! Or perhpas someone so scared, shaking and can't seem to push buttons properly. Eh who knows. You be the judge. Although I do have a empty place in my heart not know what the last sentence was suppose to mean or say. I'm gonna go cry now...