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Hit upon by the undesirable? Sick of letting creeps off easy just because you don�t want a drink in the face? Looking for a fun and convenient way to break the hearts of pathetic masses? Look no further, kindred spirit, for we have the solution for you: the coastertoast!

I Hate You, Kara Greenberg.

February 23rd, 2009 - Alabama

Listen lady: this is a service to break hearts, not to dodge spam.

After almost 200 emails from various colleges around the US, I am getting pretty damn sick of seeing your name. If you didn’t want to get any of those, why didn’t you put down the traditional [name]@fake.com, or just NOT sign up.

Unless this is your devious revenge to we, the innocent bearers of bad news, instead of to the hunk whom you will never see again, the one that coastertoasted you after you tried to get with him while your boyfriend was at his buddy’s bachelor’s party.

Oh yes, I know all about it. Don’t worry about your future education, Kara Greenberg. You’re about to be schooled.

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2 Responses to “I Hate You, Kara Greenberg.”

Haraye Says:
March 11th, 2009 at 11:47 pm
Don’t you hate spam to?
Clarence Says:
March 17th, 2009 at 8:11 am
Not really. We forward it. For instance – now we forward it to Kara Fucking Greenberg.

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