I’d love to bash your ex’s face in. Too bad it wasn’t a local gas station, I’d tell you to point him out, I’d walk up and be all “hey bro, where do you keep the clingy cnuts?” and then fuckin…HADOKEN!!!

Something similar happened when I was clubbing once, oh Lawd it was hilarious. Some douchebag wouldn’t leave one of my girl mates alone so yeah…went all Street Fighter in that biartch.

You’re not a horrible person though, so obviously this cnut has no idea of who you really are. As a matter of fact…what the fuck did you see in him to begin with? (I mean that in a sort of good way) Did he just devolve into the ***** he is now, or has he always been a care bear beeotch fuckin brony?

That’s good though, that you honestly don’t know what you saw in him (people tend to have this bad habit of fabricating reasons for…feck knows why). He striked me as the type, and indeed this is something much worse, although the correct term evades me at this time. Hah…well I’ve never heard of that service station before, possibly because I’m half way on the other side of the world, but meh. You strike me as a definite hard worker however, well done.

Have you taken any action against ‘Alex’ by talking with your supervisor and such? I’m sure there is scope for this to become some sort of legal matter ie restraining order or such, especially if he is spreading malicious and unfounded talk about you.

Well done, you do that cause this is quite a nuisance to you. Not to imply anything, but many of the posts I’ve seen of yours have always been to do with work and that scoundrel ex of your’s. Okay, time off would be the best I s’pose. Indeed, I live in New Zealand so…yeah there’s a massive pond between the two of us but meh…

Ehh…ocean is what “the collective” would use (see what I did there…) Pond makes more sense anyway. Birds fly over it and people play with their boats and planes in/over it all the time.