Be advised that the liability for your actions and behavior lies squarely with you. DEAL WITH ME AT YOUR OWN RISK. I don't give a damn about your mental or physical health. And I hope you lose your girlfriend, wife, and family. I'll think it's funny when you miss work and lose your job. And I'll relish blowing your grocery money and 401K to finance my lavish lifestyle. I have every intent on being the very last call for your utterly worthless existence. You've been warned, you putrid waste of space. And now that I've gotten that out of the way ...

Hello, hello you gluttonous little worm! Aren't you quite the easy mark - sitting there with a fat wallet, shopping for a fast woman that you can't manage or afford while sucking down that dark liquor like it's mother's milk? Well good for you, loser! Grab your booze, your blow, and your wallet, baby. We're all gonna go on the ride of your miserable life.

I'll seduce you to shitfaced with drinking games galore and my very own bad girl stories that would impress even Pablo Escobar. I'll molest your wallet with my perfectly manicured hands while my sugary sweet voice works with the drugs and booze to lubricate your mind for a supremely vicious fuck. You'll tell me your secrets and draw me a road map of your insecurities.

At every turn I'll get you to DO MORE! And believe me, you worthless fuck, I'm gonna watch you go from high times to hardship while you chase the dragon to destitution. I'm gonna order you to throw gasoline all over this motherfucker while I standby, match in hand. And when I light you up there's gonna be a giant, blazing ball of fire that eclipses the sun. And we both know that's the only way you wanna go - a beautiful demise of epic proportions at the hands of a woman that you can't handle. Call me and start blowing your bankroll now.