| All right. This one I kinda brought on myself, because I was getting ansie to get my first hate mail (that, and I have no life). All my thought are in the red italics. Plus, this girl was just begging to get trashed. I saw her guestbook entry in a Jacob Underwood site, and desided to email her. Boy, did I have fun reading her responces! Thanks again Whitney, for being such a pathetic, obesssed teeny bopper! (Hope Jakey-poo liked your sign.) |
| From: Whitney Young <[email protected] To: [email protected] Subject: You want him in your pants? anny bell ... er wuteva yer name was! (I'm cringing all ready) Okay! First uv all (Looks like this girl played hooky the day class went over proper spelling and grammer in english)... I know for a fact that Jacob is not gonna fall head over heals madly in Love with me! (It dosen't take a rocket scientist to figure that one out) Hello! I'm not stupid! (Oh, sorry! My mistake. I thought you were) He does have a gf! Duh! (Is it just me, or did the term "Duh" go out of style with the macerana?) Second! Why do u care ne ways wut my sign says! (I never said I did. There she goes, putting words in my mouth!) Do u not have a life (I thought Kelly and I touched base on this topic in the homepage)"oh ... after i eat my breakfast (Who says I eat breakfast?) i am gonna go on the net and email everyone that is obsessed with OTOWN" Yea! Awesome life u have! (I already told you! I DONT HAVE A LIFE!) But I don't care wut u say! Cuz yer NOT the one who is gonna be holding the sign! (And I'm kinda glad for that) Alright! Third, so wut if i am obsessed with otown n Jacob! (So her secret is finally out!) Why the frig (edited for the sake of good little kiddies across America) do you care n e ways! Oh God People r sooo stupid n have no lives wut so ever! (I thought I already said that) JACOB I WANT U IN MY PANTS JACOB I WANT U IN MY PANTS JACOB I WANT U IN MY PANTS I AM OBSESSED WITH OTOWN N JACOB UNDERWOOD! I AM OBSESSED WITH OTOWN N JACOB UNDERWOOD! I AM OBSESSED WITH OTOWN N JACOB UNDERWOOD! (She went on longer with these, saying each phrase 27 times each, but I didn't feel like typing all of them. I caught on after the first 10.) Oh NO! Wut r u gonna do bout it! (Well, I WAS gonna call the mafia, but they fell through...) Get a friggin (edited) Life! (Do you know where I can get one?) |