you've made an enemy;

Dear levade,

I don't really know how to tell you this, but I dislike you. I think I realized it When I saw the shrunken head in your camping car and I saw you carve your initials into Bill Clinton. I'm sure you're senile enough to understand the middle-east. I'm returning your ring to you, but I'll keep your photo as a memory. You should also know that I am better off without a new life as a clone.

Greetings to your freaky family,
rocknload

( In other news, I'm at that sociopath's house; she's yet to even speak to me but I'm a little worried. )

No, really.