To: the filthy thief, stinky, verminous, three-legged maggot calling himself Moka

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Lancehead here.

You know how I wish you to die the true Rogue death - drawn in Trenton toilet, with bottle of Liberty Ale shoved up your sorry pirate behind.
I enjoyed every single opportunity to help you achieve such a glorious goal.
And yeah, I know the feeling's mutual.
But now... how can I shoot your lousy, smelly self - along with your bunch of retarded, sodomic inbreds - if I have to fend off this Gallic fanclub of hysterical, teen girlies calling themselves SMP?
And I saw yesterday that you came across the same problem. I saw one of your clumsy, loud-mouthed buddies ejecting in Colorado because of that bunch of gallic patsies. I even wanted to tractor him and end his meaningless life by having him forced to wash himself but some junker was faster. First time I saw those maggots doing what they're supposed to do - cleaning Colorado from garbage like you.
Anyway. I have a problem. You have a problem. It's the same problem.
So I'm willing to talk about this problem - even if I'll have to take a two hour long shower afterwards.

Lancehead, out.


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