A new hatemail from Pep the Quizmaster

It's been a while since I posted a hatemail, so I figured you deserved it. Today's comes from a little troglodyte by the name of Pep (pep@metrocast.net).

>Hey Mike..

> I just happened to run across your website.. and what the fuck is wrong with you?? Why do you waste your time talking about your thoughts like a freak.. Honestly. I hated the way you talked about that Anna girl. I know you could give a shit cuz thats who you are, but WHAT THE FUCK.. You wouldnt even care if your friend died it seems. Im not here to tell you about my life and you would tell me how gay it is anyways and you would never understand the shit i've been through in life. But if this is the way your going to act just fucking get over yourself and how cool you are to trash talk everyone in this world. NO ONE GIVES A SHIT!

> thanks =)

A survey, huh? Alright, I'll answer your questions in the order they were given to me.

1. Get a life please?

What the hell kind of question is that? Only the most spineless of twits would change what is normally an imperative statement into a query and say please as well. Go to hell, Ms. Manners.

2. What the fuck is wrong with you??

First off, good use of two question marks to note the urgency of your question. Now, as for what's wrong with me: Nothing, besides the piss-poor hatemail I receive on a daily basis. That shit drives me crazy.

3.Why do you waste your time talking about your thoughts like a freak.. Honestly.

I find it pretty funny that you would use two question marks on the previous question and then use a period on this part of the bitchy hatemail. Oh, and honestly is not a proper noun, idiot. Anyway, I update this site in my spare time because it pisses off fascists like you who don't think anyone should be allowed to speak their minds. Go back to Germany, Adolf. Oh, wait. They aren't fascist anymore. I guess you'll just have to go fuck yourself instead.

Your questions end here, which makes you a pretty piss-poor quiz master, but I guess I'll correct your opinions anyway. You say you hated the way I talked about that Anna girl, and I say pull your head out of your ass and join the fucking club. A lot of people don't like it, but in one year none of them (including you) are going to give a shit because you'll find your new tear-jerker story. Despite what you say, I actually would care if my friend died. I just wouldn't go around telling my sob story to every media jackal and MySpace whore I could find like some kind of attention-hungry jackass.

You're right, I wouldn't care about your life, but I wouldn't describe it as gay unless you are a gay dude, which is irrelevant. And I probably would understand "the shit you've been through", unless you're one of those miserable pricks who works in a sewage treatment plant.

This is, in fact, the way I am going to act. But since I'm so cool, it's going to be pretty tough to get over it. As for not trash-talking everyone in the world: I don't see why I shouldn't. It's fun, and they deserve it. Since I'm better than everyone in the world, I would be the perfect candidate to trash-talk them. I'm their superior, therefore, I must call attention to their flaws so they can become better people. But, trust me, you give a shit. Otherwise you wouldn't send me a poorly thought-out hatemail. People who don't give a shit come to my site, say, "Fuck that guy.", and leave, never to return. People who do give a shit read my two years worth of content and send me a retarded hatemail to let me know how wrong they are.

You're welcome. (I don't like emoticons, so here's a picture of my mighty middle finger instead.)