Earlier tonight, i sent you a personal letter. I dare you to hack MY shit. I dare you. I was retired from the capsani war. I was a veteran of battle, rocking in my chair on the porch. Away from the carnage. Away from the battle. And I don't appreciate being re-drafted. I want you to know. I DARE YOU to hack my stuff. I am not James. I am Komi. I will respond against those i do not respect. You are not someone i respect. You are a cowardly poor excuse for a human being. You are not worthy of licking shit off of my shoes. I do NOT appreciate being dragged into the fray once more.
Leave James out of this. Leave Patrick out of this. What i want is me and you, oldschool. No Computers. No Witnesses. I won't even tell who you are. But reveal yourself to me. Pick a time. Pick a place. I have needed a place to physically vent my frustrations for a very long time. I'm fatally serious. I am willing to pay you ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY BUCKS. Show yourself. One on One.
You really don't understand. You have unfortunately become the the straw that broke the camel's back.
You must not know how crazy i can be.
I want to beat you until your brain bleeds out of your ears. I want to taste your blood on my tongue. I want to rip you into pieces and defecate on your face. I want to pull your jugular from your throat with my teeth. I want to headbutt you until your skull caves in. I want to see the last gasps of life ebb out of your body. I want to be the last thing you see before your eyes bleach over, and you heart stops beating. I want the last glimpse of your life to be ME. KOMI. Not Komisabe, the silent athlete. Not Darth K Capsani, the token butch. Not Jedi Komisabe the peaceful.
Komi Christopher will be the punctuation on your pitiful life.
I swear, Take my offer. I SWEAR.
And you can maintain your "honor". I will see to it that you were "randomly found" along the shores of the inner harbor. It will go down in the books that you were a john doe. No one has to know who you are except me. I may even attend your funeral. I DARE you to hack this. I fucking dare you to take my offer.
Crazy people change the world that normal people live in.
You haven't the slightest idea how much anger is in me. And it truly needs an outlet. Truly. I am willing to put up, to shut you up. You picked the wrong motherfucker to frame.
Be Warned. Be Wary. Be Gone.
or else your life will be abbrieviated, punctuated, and maybe decapitated.
PERIOD
Come and Die bitch. You name the time, you name the place.
Leave James out of this. Leave Patrick out of this. What i want is me and you, oldschool. No Computers. No Witnesses. I won't even tell who you are. But reveal yourself to me. Pick a time. Pick a place. I have needed a place to physically vent my frustrations for a very long time. I'm fatally serious. I am willing to pay you ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY BUCKS. Show yourself. One on One.
You really don't understand. You have unfortunately become the the straw that broke the camel's back.
You must not know how crazy i can be.
I want to beat you until your brain bleeds out of your ears. I want to taste your blood on my tongue. I want to rip you into pieces and defecate on your face. I want to pull your jugular from your throat with my teeth. I want to headbutt you until your skull caves in. I want to see the last gasps of life ebb out of your body. I want to be the last thing you see before your eyes bleach over, and you heart stops beating. I want the last glimpse of your life to be ME. KOMI. Not Komisabe, the silent athlete. Not Darth K Capsani, the token butch. Not Jedi Komisabe the peaceful.
Komi Christopher will be the punctuation on your pitiful life.
I swear, Take my offer. I SWEAR.
And you can maintain your "honor". I will see to it that you were "randomly found" along the shores of the inner harbor. It will go down in the books that you were a john doe. No one has to know who you are except me. I may even attend your funeral. I DARE you to hack this. I fucking dare you to take my offer.
Crazy people change the world that normal people live in.
You haven't the slightest idea how much anger is in me. And it truly needs an outlet. Truly. I am willing to put up, to shut you up. You picked the wrong motherfucker to frame.
Be Warned. Be Wary. Be Gone.
or else your life will be abbrieviated, punctuated, and maybe decapitated.
PERIOD
Come and Die bitch. You name the time, you name the place.

