I was prepared to think she was a decent whore until that whiney e-mail sent off to her PR manager.
Cassia on MySpace: "I got so sick of everybody saying, 'You're so hot.' I've been on the cover of many magazines. I had 17,000 people on my page. I don't know any of you. I deleted it."
Reality: What, did you think you just accumuated 17,000 lifelong soulmates? You idiot, they were called fans, they liked you. They bought your mag and stroked their poles to your picture. They don't want to seek your counsel on deep personal matters troubing them, they want to say, "Thanks for helping me moisten my cum sock."
Cassia on Passover: "When I went to went Passover at my grandma's, I hated it. It was boring. I didn't want to sit there and listen. I was texting Charlie Lain the whole time."
Cassia complains to her manager: "He says i was texting Jamie at passover...i told him i was texting Charlie..."
Reality: I suppose this is self-explanatory. But what I'd like to know is: nice diss on your family to sit and play with your Sidekick, or CrackBerry or whatever you use, just to send little love messages to your girlfriend. Boo friggin hoo, you got bored. Like it or not, when your porn career has shot itself out and you've come down off your final coke binge, those are the
only people who will unconditionally welcome you back to the world. Not your suitcase pimp, not Penthouse, not your porn girlfriend.
Cassia on humor: "I said 'Its like I was raised by pirates'...you know just trying to be funny..and he took it as I got RAPED by pirates..Thats real nice for everyone to read."
Reality: There are a lot of deranged people, many of us post here quite often. I'm certain that no one read your response thinking that Sir Francis Drake sodomized you with his wooden peg-leg. But since you took the time to complain about it to your publicist, now everyone thinks you're paranoid, rather than having some dry type of wit. Nice job.
Cassia on advertising: "He doesn't even put anything in there about what I'm trying to promote or my website."
Reality: Honey, L-ke doesn't even advertise on LiB. How do you think your plugs will get space? Are you the only one in porn to know that DUC will...oh never mind this is all over your head anyway.
Cassia on journalism: "Tell Luke to get is s--- together and learn how to write an interview."
Reality: I doubt you read L-ke's blog, but if you did (there's a link to it 'round here), you'd know that he adds and changes content all the time. Are you saying he misquoted you? That he libeled you?
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