When you find the thing that bugs you the most, what do you do ? Do you squash it like the bug it is or do you nurture the resentment and feed it with evil thoughts of revenge ? I opt for the second one.
Don't mess with me because I am not a lean, mean bug squashing machine. Don't mess with me because somehow, someday, somewhere you might trip over your lies and I will be there to catch you and make the rest of your life a living hell. I can and I will. Just remember, be nice to the plain ones because they are the ones who will make you regret your nastiness.
Beware and considered yourself warned.
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