Thursday, 11 March 2010

“…sometimes these things just happen…”

Text from Graham. He’s persona non grata following his little stunt a couple of weeks ago, so I was kind of expecting something to come my way eventually. It was full of shit.

“…I’m guessing you know what’s happened just want you to know that I never meant to hurt anyone sometimes these things just happen…”

What? What things just happen? Hailstorms and flat tyres just happen. Tax increases just happen. Refereeing mistakes and rock star no-shows just happen. Because something that just happens is something that’s outside of our control. What things are you talking about Graham?

Things that you deliberately and purposefully did, with a specific aim of causing pain. It was out of a desire to cause the most hurt possible to Dunk, and by proxy to Kate. Did you really think that lashing out at Dunk would send Kate running into your arms? That it would just happen like that? Really? No. Fucking. Way.

Thanks for your text. I don’t believe a word it says, but it has been useful. It has confirmed how much of a schmuck you are. I won’t be conversing with you hereafter. But hey, don’t worry about it too much. Sometimes these things just happen.

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