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To Tam and Tory

  • Writer: Amanda Riddell
    Amanda Riddell
  • Jul 6
  • 1 min read

Get me those apologies, and I'll stop ignoring you. That's fair. Your mates ruined my life, and I'm holding both of you responsible. - It's 3am, and I've been drinking, but my complaints remain real. One of which is that you and your wanker mates called me an irredeemable drunk and druggie that could only be 'healed' by making them rich via a TV series. I've been drunk for most of the last several years, and it's been a fairly normal set of ups and downs, minus those illegal conversion practices you two enabled. Largely blaming Tory, but Tam could take a stand and tell the Avocado Nazis to piss off.

 
 
 

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