For the 1st Time in Over a Month's time, Michigan's Resident Rocker is sitting down in the Cockpit Under the beautiful Flag of God's Country which as all of you fucking Half-Wits know is Canada! Now there ain't going to be no fucking Side Topic; nor is there going to be a Disclaimer that if yous don't Like what the fuck I say; well I hate to disappoint yous because this fucking Letter is Target to an Audience of 1; that being the absolute bag of shit My Mother Married nearly 33 fucking Years ago! That's right; I'm talking about YOU; Paul Brown, Jr. You fucking DRUNK! Oh! You're "Offended?" Well, I'm Glad that you are; because apparently the fucking TRUTH HURTS, eh? Ever since you got into that fucking Crash that Ended your Truck Driving Career; you have been Nothing More than a fucking BITTER, JEALOUS ALCOHOLIC PRICK! Oh trust Me I have Over 40 fucking Years worth of fucking Grievances to air out and I Honestly don't give a flying fuck if you're "Offended" or not! In fact, I hope you ARE "Offended!" Because YOUR FUCKING DRINKING has Caused ALL of the fucking Problems that Our Family has been facing ever since you got with My Mother! I have to ask you something; what the fuck kind of a "Man," and I apply that fucking term to you Very Loosely, ends up going after a fucking Relative as a Possible Matrimonial Prospect? I mean are you for fucking Real? Talk about an episode of the Jerry Springer Show! I mean are you totally fucking Brain Dead? You Pursued a fucking Intimate Relationship with your Uncle's (Now Ex) Wife! What the fuck? Did you Lust After My Mother while she was STILL MARRIED to My Father ? (Yes; I Take Ownership of that). Are you fucking Telling me that you could not find a Piece of Pussy; that ain't fucking RELATED to you? You know what that kind of a "Relationship" is Referred to as? Fucking INCEST! Yet for over 40 fucking Years I DID NOT SAY 1 FUCKING WORD about it now did I? Now by NO Means am I defending My Father; not by any fucking Stretch of the fucking Imagination; yet apparently you figured "If I Marry Uncle Roger's Ex-Wife, Uncle Roger will be forever Jealous; and I can keep this fucking Infatuation to make Uncle Roger Jealous!" I thought Playing these fucking High School Aged Games of Getting into a Relationship with a Blood Relative's Old Lady (or Former Old Lady) just to make that Relative Jealous; was something that you Left behind back in 1978? Well, was I ever fucking Wrong! Because; I KNOW My Mother chose some Real fucking LOSERS; but when she got involved with YOU; she Chose the ULTIMATE fucking LOSER! Not Always did I feel this way! Yet when you told My Brother and I that you were going to Marry My Mother; I Played along; because My Mother is a Grown Woman and can make her Own Decisions; even though I KNEW she was Making a Catastrophic MISTAKE, in Marrying YOU! In fact what My Mother Still Sees in YOU; I don't have a fucking Clue! Oh, I Get it! She sees that "Security of Married Life that Married Women simply Can't "Live Without!" Oh wait; she sees staying Married to YOU as a Means of Making her Ex-Husband JEALOUS, even though it's been 41 FUCKING YEARS since she Divorced him! When My Brother Referred to you as "Dad," I KNOW he meant that as a JOKE; because You NEVER Fathered a Child in your Pathetic Life; which Brings me to My Next Grievance; your Chronic Siding With Melisa Scramlin and the Friend of the CUNT; while MY Kids were Growing Up! I'll have you know; In fact since you NEVER ONCE were in the Friend of the CUNT'S Crosshairs; you ain't got NO FUCKING RIGHT to have said 1 FUCKING THING to Me or My Brother about "Child Support," because you NEVER Had to deal with a fucking Government Run Organized Crime Syndicate! In fact I shall send you a Copy of the Book Friend of the Court, Enemy of the Family; but I figure that since you are fucking FUNCTIONALLY ILLITERATE; that may be a HUGE WASTE of Time! Tell me something; were you out to fuck My Kids' Mother Like you did My Nephew's Mother? Why Not? I mean you FUCKED Beckie! Now tell me something; I noticed over the Last 40 Years; you ALWAYS Play the fucking "Roger" Card; I wonder why? Is it because Roger was fucking My Mother before you got the chance to do so? Well; hate to break it to you; but there was at Least 1 "Other Man" in her Life before she SETTLED for YOU! Is that why you are so OBSESSED with Roger? Because you're Feeling Guilty about fucking up the very Dynamic of Our Family; by Marrying My Mother? Or is it because You KNOW that you will NEVER Erase Roger from Our Family; until he Drops Dead? I'm glad I don't have to Live with that Kind of fucking Guilt! In fact; I HAVE NOTHING to Feel "Guilty" about! So, you think you have the fucking RIGHT to Tell My Now Ex-Wife, Tracey to "Mind Her Own fucking Business?" O.K. Well I AM Her fucking Business! She was attempting to Tell My Mother the fucking TRUTH; Not Only about your fucking SLANDEROUS FUCKING LIES about me being a "Dope Trafficker," which you KNOW IS 100,000% NOT FUCKING TRUE! But she was about to spill the beans on your fucking Affair with Beckie! Yet you seem to think you have the fucking RIGHT to INTERROGATE Me over My fucking FINANCES; as well as who I was Putting my dick inside of! News Flash! Unlike YOU; I HAVE NOTHING TO FUCKING HIDE!!!!!! I Openly admit I fucked 22 Different Women since I Married Tracey; how do you Like that? And Yes; she knows about them! Yet I still fuck her! What's wrong, Paul? are you fucking JEALOUS that I STILL fuck My Now Ex-Wife and you KNOW you ain't got a shot at getting any Pussy from her? What fucking Business is it of yours who I am fucking? You say I'm "Grasping At Straws," No! I am Grasping at FACTS! YOU FUCKED BECKIE; that is a FACT and FACT IS FACT! I know what you're gonna say, I know what you're gonna say "I don't Owe you any Kind of an Explanation! That's true! You don't Owe Me an explanation as to why you fucked Beckie; because I Honestly don't don't give a fuck who you Placed your fucking Dysfunctional Fuck Pencil into; but you DO OWE My Mother an Explanation as to why you Fucked Your "Own Grandson's" Mother! What the fuck were you doing with Beckie at the Tally Ho Inn? Why was she in the "Bitch Seat" of your Motorcycle? How are you going to explain that away to My Mother? Tell me something; when you fucked Beckie; how did you conduct Foreplay? Did you snort a Line of fucking BLOW Out of the Crack of her ass? Did you Pour a shot of Tequila into her Pussy and Lap It up Like a fucking Dog? And you thought I was Devoid of Morals? At Least I don't make any fucking Effort to Hide My "Character Flaws!" Yet you seem to think that you're fucking "Perfect" because you SMOKE and DO DRUGS; because you Drink EXCESSIVE QUANTITIES of ALCOHOL every fucking Day! This has NOTHING to do with Mother's Day of 2016; nor does this have any fucking thing to do with My Mother! This has everything to do with your fucking Bruised Ego! It sure Must be fucking Nice to have Obtained a fucking 6 Figure Settlement Out of a fucking Trucking Accident that the Iowa State Patrol had Ruled you to be AT FAULT for! Since I wasn't there; it wouldn't be fair for me to Pass Judgment, now would it? Apparently your Blood Alcohol Level wasn't at a Level that would have Gotten your ass Thrown into the fucking Slammer; but it still blows My fucking Mind that you even thought you had ANY RIGHT to ANY Kind of fucking Financial Compensation after all YOU WERE RULED TO BE AT FAULT For that Crash! Must be fucking Nice, eh? So did you Buy My Nephew that Trailer House and Pay at Least 2 Years Worth of Lot Rent to Keep him from Spilling the Beans on your Affair with his Mother? How have you kept Beckie Quiet about the FACT that you fucked her? Did you threaten her with your God Damn GUN? It's a Crying Shame that you have in essence Cut My Mother off from HER Family; because you're so damn afraid that she will Ultimately Wise Up, Realize that you fucked Beckie and throw you Out on your Worthless ass! Is that why You FORBID her from having ANY Contact with her OWN 2 SONS or ANY Member of HER Family, Including Uncle Keith? Now Let's get to the Main Event of this Topic; My Now Former Girlfriend, Brittany. Now I shall Refresh your Alcohol Hazed Memory as to June 3, 2016; when My fucking Car Got Impounded; which by the fucking way WHAT FUCKING BUSINESS IS THAT OF YOURS? YOUR Name ain't on the fucking Title of MY Car! Now; when the Eastpoine Police Department Came Rolling Up behind My Car; at the Family Dollar Store in Eastpointe and asked if they could Search Me and My Car; I consented because I KNOW I DID NOTHING WRONG! And of course were ANY Drugs Found On My Person? NO! Were any Drugs Found in My Car? NO! Yet 4 fucking Xanax Pills were found in Brittany's Purse! How does this Make me a fucking "Dope Dealer?" Why was I NOT ARRESTED? Why was Brittany the ONLY 1 who ended up being Cuffed and Placed in the Back of a fucking Squad Car? Why was I NOT Taken into fucking Custody; that Night? Because I'M FUCKING INNOCENT, asshole! In fact you Keep Publicly Saying that I am a fucking "Dope Trafficker," Then Answer these fucking Questions: But since you KNOW NOTHING about the TRUTH; I KNOW you will do NOTHING BUT LIE; yet I will ask anyway: Where are all of the fucking ARRESTS Under My Name? Where are all of the fucking Convictions? Where are all of the fucking Court Dates? Where are all of the Court Costs? Where are all of the Fines? Where is all of the fucking Jail Time? Where are all of the Lawyer's Fees I have allegedly been Ordered to Pay? What am I "Trafficking?" Who are My "Suppliers?" Who are My "Customers?" where is My "Turf?" Can't come up with a fucking Answer, can you? I wonder why the fuck this is the fucking Case? Oh I Get it! BECAUSE NONE OF IT IS FUCKING TRUE!!!!!!!! In fact you know what the Term for Publicly Spreading LIES about somebody Engaging In Criminal Activity that you KNOW FULLY FUCKING A WELL that Person IS NOT Engaging In? That's Called fucking SLANDER! Now Allow Me to Simplify this so that even your Delusional fucking Mind can Process: Slander (Noun) The Willful Public Spreading of FALSE Statements Solely to Harm the Reputation Of a Person or a Business. How fucking Interesting! I Hope you Realize I have been In Contact with Several Attorneys about you Spreading LIES about me being a "Dope Trafficker" all around Port Huron, and Guess what? I CAN SUE YOUR ASS for this? Because you KNOW FULLY FUCKING A WELL THAT I AIN'T NEVER HAD A FUCKING THING TO DO WITH DRUGS IN MY LIFE!!!!!!!! Tell me something; when you were Growing Up and you Told a fucking LIE; did your Mother Wash Your Mouth Out with SOAP? Well; I will be washing your fucking Mouth out; but Not with Soap, but I will be Using My beautiful FIST to wash your fucking Mouth Out! It does a very Nice Job of Crushing Country Singer Look Alike Faces Like YOURS! But since I KNOW you ain't got the fucking BALLS to Bring your fucking COWARD ass Out to Mount Morris and get your fucking Come-Uppance; Perhaps this is Merely a Waste of My fucking time! But be advised that GUNS ain't allowed to be brought to MY HOME; because if you DO Bring your God Damn GUN to MY HOME; you WILL BE LEAVING with it Wrapped Around your fucking Head or you will be Leaving with it shoved up your fucking ass! What the fuck was I supposed to do to discover that My Suspicions about Brittany being a Drug Addict were True? Go Rifling through her Purse? Go through her Phone? I KNOW that's what you do to My Mother on a Regular Basis, to make certain she ain't in Contact with ANYBODY that YOU FORBID HER from being in Contact with? What a fucking Pathetic Little "Man" you are! I don't Have to PROVE a fucking thing to you! Tell me something? When did your Life become so fucking Pathetic to where you simply Can't Cope with Life's Problems without LIQUOR? I DO NOT NEED ANY fucking Alcohol or Drugs to "Numb" Myself; because I am Plenty Happy with where My Life is! In fact; who STILL Has a JOB? Why, that's ME! You were Hoping against All Hope that Once My Marriage Ended; that I would be Living In My Car Until it Got Repossessed Out from Under Me? So you can fucking GLOAT, and LAUGH AT ME Over My Latest "FAILURES?" Well, I Hate to fucking Disappoint you along those Fronts; but I OWN every fucking Nut and Bolt on My fucking Car! I OWN My Car Outright! And May I add I have been Living in a Nice Apartment in Mount Morris for Over the Last 2 fucking Years! I may Not Own a House; but I am Damn Proud of what I have accomplished! And you know what? I fucking EARNED Every Penny of it! I NEVER ONCE Needed to engage in ANY Kind of fucking Criminal Activity to do it! And I'll be Damned if you fucking think you're going to Take ANY of this away from me! I fucking DARE You to Call My Employer and attempt to get Me Fired; by FALSELY Calling Me a "Dope Trafficker!" I fucking DARE You to Call the Apartment Complex where I Live and attempt to get me Evicted by Calling me a fucking "Dope Dealer!" Because you do that shit it's ONLY going to ADD to the Amount you will fucking OWE Me when I SUE Your ass for fucking SLANDER! I STILL Have all of the fucking HARASSING Voice Mail Messages you Left on My fucking Phone in where you Called me "Michigan's Resident COCKSUCKER!" Which that ALSO Constitutes SLANDER, because you KNOW FULLY FUCKING A WELL THAT I AM NOT A HOMOSEXUAL! Even if I was that would be NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS! I'm sure you have been Spreading these LIES to the Rest of Our Family about Me "Dealing Drugs" just after Aunt Kathy Passed Away! Yet I KNOW FOR A FACT that if I WAS able to Make it to Port Huron Just to Pay My Respects to Aunt Kathy; you would be shitting your fucking Pants at the sight of Me! I wonder why? Remember that day at what was MY HOME when you Came Over and you Damn Near got your fucking head knocked off? What did your COWARD ass do? Got into your fucking Truck and RAN! Oh not to Worry; if you do show that you have fucking BALLS enough to bring your COWARD ass Out to Mount Morris; I will Have Paramedics On Standby waiting to haul your Limp, Bloody Carcass, out of the Apartment Complex where I call Home, away after I get done with you! I will wrap this Up by saying that I DO NOT fucking Answer to you! In fact; I NEVER HAVE and I NEVER WILL, because you ain't Signing My fucking Paychecques; therefore I hate to bust your fucking bubble but Until you start PAYING Me, I DO NOT ANSWER TO YOU! Now you CAN Settle this Like a Gentleman (which I do not Expect) by cutting me a Checque for $5000.00 for SLANDER! Furthermore You are UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES to Contact ME; Tracey or Harm even 1 Hair on either Tracey or MY Cats! Furthermore; go ahead and Call the fucking Sheriff's Department, because I have the Harassing Voicemails as well as that fucking LIE in where you Called Me a fucking "Dope Dealer" that Tracey Texted to Me! For the Last 40 fucking Years you have attempted to Paint me as the fucking Black Sheep of the Family; well, Guess what? I have NOTHING to be "Sorry" for! When I say DO NOT Contact Me; that means NOT 1 TELEPHONE CALL, NOT 1 EMAIL, NOT 1 FUCKING TEXT MESSAGE; oh wait! I BLOCKED Your # so you CANNOT CALL OR TEXT ME! How do you Like Me now? Rest assured this will be Settled either in a fucking Court of Law or it will be settled here in Mount Morris; and trust Me if You Choose the Latter; you will need to have your fucking teeth fished out of your throat! With that said I am Officially DONE With you! Until Next Time this is Michigan's Resident Rocker saying Life's too short to be dragged down by Toxic Influences!
