There are around seventeen eff-bombs in this salt-encrusted message from me, “the NICEST bitch you’ll ever fucking know”, “TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN! Sorry, not sorry. This is me … take me or leave me … ’cause I don’t really care … and don’t EVER fucking touch me unless I tell you to.
Oh, and for the record, my name is CAT, not “Hey, Sexy!”, you Jean-Claude Van DAMN fucking douche nozzles who think it’s okay to speak to a QUEEN like she’s some kind of fucking thirst trap skeezer. Okay, that’s all. Now, go grab some fucking Lucky Charms and have a really nice fuckin’ day!