Splendid.

Wow.

You have reached a new low.

And for you, man, that's freaking terrible.

You have NO idea what you've gotten yourself into.

Do you REALIZE what people think about you? Do you CARE what people think about you? Is it your GOAL in life to ruin mine?

Because that's really not necessary. I can do that all on my own, thank you very much.

You know, I tried to be your friend. I tried being your bff Jill even when you were talking about stuff I didn't care to be involved in, even when you were in trouble, even when you needed help. I didn't care. You were my bff Jill so it didn't matter. That's what friends do. Now what the hell, dude? Seriously. What. The. Hell.

Now, you've messed with me before, even if you hadn't lied straight to my face. Leaving out important details isn't technically lying, so I'll give you that. But this? Now? Yeah, I'm about 97.85% sure that was straight up lying. Right to my face.

But that 2.15% is staring me straight in the eye and I can't look away.

That 2.15% of your little game just waiting for me to take my turn.

Well, I'm ready for my turn now.

And I think I'm going to pass.

I'm passing on your lies.

I'm passing on your tricks.

I'm passing on your little stunts.

I'm straight up passing on your little fucking game.

Deuces.