In this wholesome dolly world we call Stardoll, many interesting ideas have been conceived by some of the most craziest members. Virtual heartaches. Virtual weddings. And, hey there's even a virtual cemetery!
But recently, this is one of the lowest AND most disturbing I have every seen.
Don't strain your eyes.
"Get" money from my account?
You think I am EVER going to trust you with my precious suite, huh Tyler?
And if you don't have money to spend, tsk tsk, too bad mister. There's something I'd like to suggest that I am puh-ree-tty sure you haven't heard of. It's called WORK. The one that actually gives you salary. I highly recommend it.
Just because you DO NOT HAVE MONEY means that you could readily assume that your friends would naively entrust their stout virtual purses to you.
Nuh-uh. Not this girl. Aaaand Nope. Not
even that one.
I-am-just-so-sure that it's NOT JUST my thousands that you are greedily after.
My dear Perezita was right, YOU are
Tyler, let me sum this up for you:
You're ugly. And you're ugly inside. You don't have talent & you can't even write. And you don't have money & after this post of your attempted hacking, I bet you won't have friends.
So, question. What's left of you?
. .. .
Oh & by the way Tyler, I've Cc'ed a copy of your message to Stardoll already.
Signed. Sealed. Delivered.
Enjoy the weekend!
Bye for now because I have an elephant to feed!
My new adopted pet.