That someone is lucky I didn't come out and kick her ass in my yard, when I had the chance. I can't stand the skank, for more reasons than I can count on both my hands (and all of which are due to her OWN faults). NOBODY speaks to me that way, in MY yard, especially when they've owed me 10 bucks for MONTHS, and are bitching about how much gas it took to get to my house. She is SO lucky that I was down with a migraine, and didn't hear that voice mail message until after she left my place-- because her mouth wouldn't have a tooth left in it. And I just love how she showed up at my wedding, uninvited, after using that tone with me. If I wasn't in my nice clothes, I would have re-arranged her face right there.
N***a, fuck yo' mattress.