So the vain little pretentious monkey has a LiveJournal. Take a look for yourself and see what an idiot he is. Do they not teach grammar in school anymore? And even a lack of effective education is no excuse for the spelling, this thing has a spell checker! But that is just the superficial stuff - potentially forgivable if the content was of any merit at all. Of course it isn't. Nothing but whining drivel. And here I was looking back at my old journals from when I was eighteen, thinking I was a pretty stupid kid. I feel much better by the comparison.
The catalyst for this rant was this foppish baby-bat had the gall to harass my good friend Evilyn about the damn picture at the club and post viscious, lying, vitriol about her in his journal. Turnabout is fair play.
|Louis (bellath) sitting with his friends.|
So - as my friend Heidi would say - Louis (a.k.a. bellath) here's a big round of fuck you, just for you.