Hey Kevin, if that really is your name, which it is, Kevin Waterston who lives in Seal Beach, California with his stupid damn wife Meagan Waterston (maiden name Venice, who is a total bitch even if I don’t know her stupid slut ass). I’ve got some bad news for you, jerk stick. Care to guess where the graffiti on the side of your house came from? Yep, that was your precious little vagimuffin you so gleefully gobbled, and you can bet your sweet, sour, pudgy ass it’s just the first in a long, long string of the same.

If you don’t like seeing KEVIN WHROE painted on the side of your house you should have not been a whore or at least not been with someone as dyslexic as me. Britney is empowered and probably dyslexic too. She stabs the paparazzi with her umbrella as sure as she lets the paparazzi stab her all up in that split (they’re all she knows, so they’re the guys she dates, don’t be stupid about it.)

I’m just saying that, if you didn’t already understand it, now you do. I know where you live and I am not afraid to come to your house while you’re sleeping and do whatever things come to my mind. My new boyfriend Jiham helps me too, but don’t think we’re totally together or anything, we’re not, we’re just friends, I haven’t slept with him or anything (we did other things but they don’t count you know.)