Yeah I said it, I bet you won't hit me...

[lil_sunshine]

Dear M:

Chapter 1: I heard your Black azz complain ALL.PH*CKIN.NIGHT.LONG about how your lemon juice was almost gone and how "ni99az" just done off your stuff. So me being me, I bought the same brand lemon juice and refilled your bigger bottle so you could have lemon juice for your tea and whatever else. I also bought a bottle of store brand lemon juice for everyone else to use. When you saw the bottle refilled, you mumbled something under your breath and sucked your teeth. You're extremely lucky I don't own a steel bat to smash your face in and I was in a good mood from watching The Boondocks on DVD. Hmph, it's a shame you're just like your father and an exact replica of your grandmother- a fellow Aquarius who was (she passed a few months ago) a cold, detached, unemotional, hurtful ice crotch.

Chapter 2: Yesterday, I heard your 7 year-old son tell his grandmother, "I think I'm a moron. I missed my bus today." Grandmother responded, "You're not a moron." He replied, "Yes I am, my mommy said so."

Now looka here, hoe! You can do whatever you want with your rude little child who calls his aunt and uncle by their first names instead of Aunt ________ or Uncle __________. But the next time you even so much as blink the wrong way, IT'S.GOING.DOWN!!! Like Bernie Mac said, "You're grown enough to talk back, you're grown enough to get PH*CKED UP!!!!!!!!"