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that's nice steve, you fat fuck.

don't you owe me $200 dollars for the money i lent you to buy presents for your family at disneyland?

and didn't i also file a restraining order against you for harrassing me, and the police on the phone? and you threatened to kill my dogs b/c i wouldn't drive you homw aFter i had been drinking...and you threw a bitch fit?

get your stupid 2 cents in right now, b/c you are a worthless piece of shit.

and you bitched like a little cunt when i sent you home in a cab...that i paid for.

i'm surprised you fit in there. and you were all high on pain pills, too.

hello pot, this is kettle.





LOL what are you talking about.. ME oweing you 200 dollars.. lol first of all it is you that owed me money.. I paid for your fat ass to get in.. and I paid for everything else the whole time we were there including all your fucking drinks.. and I paid for my own cab so fuck you... You offered to pay and I told you to kiss my ass cause you were tripping hard.. and I made no such threats.. LOL oh and what restraining order.. You didnt show up to court and I had witnesses who worked at the bar show up and that guy who worked at disney land also come up on my behalf.. and to top that my friend who met us up there.. It was you who didnt show up and not only that my lawyer pulled up 3 warrants that were out in your name.. You didnt show up to court and because of that I atomaticly won you dumn cunt.. oh and not only that after talking to my lawyer she told me you wouldnt have won anyways because of all the people who were going to testifi against you , Industry people as well. so go to hell you dum cunt.. learn how to take pictures.. im just suppriesed your not at the bar right now.



moron, i got the restraining order in the mail. and i have it right here in my hands. you are not supposed to contact me in any way fot 1 year. there are NO warrants out for my arrest, you are just retarded, and a pathological liar.

get a fucking life already. do you really think i care that the EX might be talking shit about me? do you even think i care about you? not so much.

and you have about 200 pounds on me. don't even try to call me fat.

and i paid for your cab ride home, because you were crying like a baby when i wouldn't drive you to riverside. in fact, i paid for everything that day. you were just too fucked up on pain pills to remember shit.
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