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Originally Posted by LukeB
You're fake darling you're the one with a fake ****ing wig on you head! You are a FAKE. GIRL. FAKE! No, no, no, no, no, no I don't mind that. That's cool. But it's the way you do your flick and you work it and you think you're so ****ing good. THAT'S what I don't like. You've got attitude. BARE. ATTITUDE. Bare attitude that's what you are. You are a fake. You are one DIFFERENT kind of drama queen: you pretend to cry, you pretend to throw up. You pretend to everything. America! I'm going to America! GO TO ****ING AMERICA, WE DON'T GIVE A FUUUCK. ****ing twat, that's what you are you're a fake with your ****ing wig. Tramp. And not over cider, RESPECT! OUR drinks all of us to share, individually. You've gone in there and rinsed them to yourself. Selfish. IMAGINE if we'd done that with your cherry tango? Pathetic as it may be. You would get the ****ing hump would you not? It's the way you come in and you're like and what? Smell my breath, smell my breath I'm pissed. Surprised you're not fingering yourself. ****ing dickhead.
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Actually I'd like to talk to you you are EXTREMELY ****ing rude. I don't know who you think you are-- I would love-- I would LOVE to talk to you. We know you're intelligent let's go have a talk, me and you, let's go. Don't grit your teeth at me like a dog, woman. Right now you listen to me. We are here to talk, yes? I wanted to speak to you on my own but you've had to bring people into it. I want to talk to her on my own but she doesn't it's fine. You ARE an intelligent woman, right? You are. But, for me, I've heard you say I'm false. I'm this, I'm that. I am more ****ED off, and I am angry, at the point that when you came in on the first day I sat you over there out of my own, off my own back I sat with you- please let me finish, please. And I said to you, don't go please for me don't go. I now feel like a twat Mary, do you know why? Because I went into the Diary Room saying that out of all the people here you were one of the people that I liked.