Dear Fucktard,

We have been trying to buy the house you are selling for over a month. You have repeatedly refused to negotiate or, in fact, be even the least bit polite or helpful during this process. We are trying to be reasonable here. All we are asking is that we get a house in good condition, with a roof that doesn't leak and an electrical system that is not a fire hazard. Really, we have asked for nothing but some consideration of the expense that the repairs will cost us. And you, Dear Fucktard, have been the Psycho Bitch From Hell. I hope you get festering crotch rot and die. Have a nice life, you evil toxic harpy!

Love and kisses,
rockle and chembug.

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