Dear John:

Dear Jo Ho: Yes, you Ho Jo, dick cawing, dirty clothes crumbling, smelly ass mapping, bossily flirt! I, John have been your faithful BlackHole servant for six months, doing all your chores, cooking your meals, muttering up after your duff capered Johnnie Deep BlondBombshell partys off the walls, carpet and sheets, not mine of course. And I find out you had duff with a BareBarman in our bed, Oh the deceit, the lowest and most horrific act to date. I can over look you fondling BlackHoles on the bus and even over look you having duff with BlackHoles and sheep, but a BareBarman? How could you sink so low? I am threw with you, I want you out of my home, out of my life, and never return. Take your toothbrush and your 3 inch BrassDildo and be off with you, You are a bustily sac of gut to me, now and ever more. Your once beloved Ass BlackHole John Peters

And finally...

QUICK! SHOOT! HE MOVED! - BATF

(Wednesday, 19 August, 2026.)

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