danny ghetto wannabe
"Yo, wiggah!" Hey, farm boy, you need to drop the ghetto wannabe act! It's getting very old. Several people came up and informed me that, lately, you have been talking shit about me. Okay, you asked for it, dude. All hands are out, knuckled and ready. Wanna start a fight with me, bitch?? You're the first featured stinker of this website! I know I am going to sound very harsh, but I have had it up here with you and your inability to care for your guests at this apartment!! What you did to me was not very nice, talking behind my back and saying stuff that aren't true! If you have something to say, you say it to my face and stop running around like a chickenshit. I could write a very long article about you and the shit you hash out ON your roommates, dates and friends, but this time, I will keep it simple. Yo, motherfucker.. I never hacked into your computer, not even once, not even twice! I am angry that you aren't being the friend I thought you were. If you never left your dates and friends here, I would never had to TOUCH your virus/worm/porn infected computer! How did I get in your computer in the first place? Dude, I cannot believe you are that STUPID enough to leave your password in the hint box! Let me educate you to get your 2 stories straight: Story 1: "On November 1, I selfishly left Wendy at my apartment while I went out to have fun with other friends all Saturday morning. She was using my computer and somehow my screensaver which I had set for 5 minutes went up and locked her out. She was near tears and panicking that she had no way of calling her family or friends for a ride home which is 40 miles away from my apartment. She didn't have everyone's numbers to call on the videophone. Fortunately for Wendy, Philip came out of his bedroom and saw her freaking out and sitting at my computer. Philip asked her what's wrong and she told him about my stupid screensaver being so inconsiderate to her. Philip went to my computer and typed a few keys. He got an error on my computer and clicked the password hint box. *gasp!* How dumb and idiotic of me to leave my password in the hint box! Philip saw what the password is and typed it in. The computer opened up and Wendy was so very grateful and thanked Philip for his help. He left Wendy with my computer. Gee!! I should have taken Wendy and drove her home myself because I had her over my apartment! And, thank you, Philip, for saving my inconsiderate ass!" Story 2: "One of my friends, Curt, came over to my apartment 2 nights ago. After chatting with me, I went to bed while Curt was chatting with Philip. It was my mistake not saying goodnight to my friend and letting him know I am going to bed. Curt ended up thinking I had left my apartment and deserted him. Curt went to my room and asked Philip if he knows how to get in my computer. Philip told Curt that he is not sure about it because it is my computer and I might have changed the password already. I forgot Curt has Usher's Syndrome and won't always see everything right away. Philip came into my dark bedroom and saw me laying in bed and waved to me. I waved back. Philip turned to Curt and told him I am still here on the bed and awake. Philip suggested to Curt to ask me instead if I could log him in my computer and leave Philip out of it. I didn't go back to bed because I thought Philip was hacking into my computer and stayed awake a little longer. I should have trusted Philip now that I know the story!" Okay, Danny boy.. I was trying to help your friends because you were NOT there to help them! Next time you ditch your friends at this apartment, I am kicking them out of the building, literally! You better start being a real friend and make sure your friends or dates are taken care of BEFORE you either leave the apartment or before you go to bed! Now that you have backstabbed me, I am tired of covering for you! You have hurt me and I don't want to have anything to do with you now! Learn to be responsible for YOUR guests, bitch! *snap*
