Knock Knock: Who's there: Boo: Boo who. Oh honey, it must be that Gregory Iron boy at the door. He's always
crying about something. Rotten kid just wants some love, poor little fellow.
Greg - do you mind if I call you Greg? OK then. It seems you think after a quick roll-up and a fluke win you
can just ride off into the sunset with Grace Kelly like you're John Wayne or something? Did you think I was
neutralized, pacified, assuagidied? Eeehhh! Sorry Greg, wrong guess. Would you like to go for Double Jeopardy
where the scores can really change? For all your posturing, all your little speeches, you're nothing but
a fraud, and I will prove it.
Now I've got nothing against people who have Cerebral Palsy. Don't misunderstand me. Heck I've put some serious
making a donation to ucp.org - they aid people with a wide spectrum of disabilities. Over 700,000 Americans deal
with some form of CP every single day. It's a serious issue that hits a lot of people.
What I do have a problem with, however, is people who want to defraud the public. Put one over on Joe Average.
I have a problem with con men. Men whose sick malingering (yeah it's a real word, I looked it up) fleeces innocent
gents and beautiful ladies not for money, but for their sympathy. Men like you, Greg Iron.
Now I see you need more sympathy. So you've fabricated a new ailment to sell to the masses? You
needed a new ploy for more sympathy. A sprained ankle? Really? When will the lies stop? When will you come
clean? It's not too late, people may forgive your transgressions. I won't though. You've mocked me and made a
fool of me with you're malingering behavior and for that I'll make you pay. I cannot be defeated
by someone with a handicap. It just isn't possible. That's how I know you are lying about Cerebral Palsy, and that's
how I know you made up this sprained ankle. I will make you suffer for mocking me.
This is far from over.