You know it, I know it, plenty of other people know it too.
You’re a manipulative, instigating, conniving cunt with sociopathic tendencies. You could’ve gotten our friend hurt, or worse, killed. Don’t even say it was in his best interests. I know you, you’re not dumb, just a cunt.
It’s like the crap you pulled four years ago. Now, that’s over and done with, so I’m not going to piss about it again.. Even though you were a cunt then, too. What really gets me is that things were going so well. I started really trusting you again. You became my sister-from-another-mister again. Then you went and fucked it up. I know you didn’t harm me personally, but now I can never trust you again.
You fooled me once, shame on you. I let you fool me twice, so shame on me, but I’ll be damned if you’re getting a third chance.