Well, well, well... Balloon fucks. Looks like someone's in biiiig trouble!
Charges most likely will come by the end of the week for the Heene's. And I have no compassion for people who lack a moral compass. Fuck. Off. It's one thing for you and your hag to be liars, but to use your children as "players" in your sick and twisted fame-seeking game-- unacceptable. Poor 6-year-old Falcon, your son-- the boy we thought may have fallen out of your redneck time machine -- was throwing up on live TV, obviously unable to cope with all the lies. And I'm sure you don't give a damn about the family whose wheat crop your stunt destroyed when your balloon landed. They only get a full crop every two years. And now-- this year is ruined.
For the love of God what happened to Survival of the Fittest?!? Bring it!
Oh, and I don't find it coincidental that Heene rhymes with weenie.
xoxo,
RiRi
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