Ever wonder how much of a Chicken Shit Asshole a person has to be to break up with someone else over email when they are 11,000 miles away on deployment on the other side of the planet?
Well, wonder no more. Let me tell you all about it!
This guy is an even bigger idiot than I had originally thought.
First of all, he waits until the day after his birthday- after I ordered him presents online and he already got them and opened them and everything. He even “thank you sweetie”d me in an email a few days prior.
And then, the very next day, not only did he send me an email—could not even muster the decency to tell me either (1) to my face three weeks ago when I was still in the states, or (2) on the phone or webcam which is the best I can do at the moment,—he even then has the GALL to tell me I’m a “great person and a wonderful girlfriend.”
Hmmmm. Interesting. If that is the case, then why are you breaking up with me, dipshit? Someone else in the picture, perhaps? It doesn’t quite take an intel analyst to figure it out.
Message to Chicken Shit: Go piss up a tree, fat ass! I hope your next girlfriend gives you a disease, and I hope a tornado comes by your house and sucks it off the face of the earth. Prick.
