Dear:
“Well, well, well, haven't we gone out of our way to do such an outstanding job, not only for your website but as a personal favor to me. And who knows you might get that maserati yet.”
Let’s see, this is the 6th year that you are keep on keeping on promising me a Red Maserati! You are so full of it that people may mistaken you with an American politician!
“Dentists, Politicians and IPC Authors (such as Lori Forouzandeh) are like diapers, once a while they need to be changed!”(Ahreeman X)
For your info, today I just felt like purchasing a new automobile, so this is one of my favorite hobbies to give hard time to the car dealers! You see, in this economy, they need to sell cars but I don’t have to buy one! So they practically give me blow jobs to buy one! I give them hell to get a great deal!
So today, 3 months in to 2009, I bought a 2010 automobile! Can you believe it? 3 months in to the year and they are already selling 2010s! Economy must be fragged, thanks to your liberal cronies Obama, Pelosi and Reid!
I purchased a brand new 2010 Mercedes Benz GLK 350 4Matic Sports Package SUV. This SUV is a state of the art. Since last year that I purchased my Mercedes Benz C 300 Sports Package Luxury Sedan, the technology of Mercedes Benz had evolved so much that there are a great number of new gadgets, features and toys in this new SUV which they did not exist last year! The performance and take off is much smoother and better than my 2009.
So now, there is bad news and good news!
The bad news is that now I have no more room in my garage for the Maserati! Between my BMW, Benz, SUV, Bike, and the new Benz SUV, there is no room left for the Maserati! Unless I start selling cars which I will do soon!
The good news is that now you can officially roll that Maserati in between a Burrito Tortilla and shove it up your you know where, as a nutritious Mexican delicacy!
“ I'm indebted to you...honestly no shiiting. I have been so wrapped up with this author rep and doing edits, and not to mention all the time I spend at Henry Ford Hospital getting those physical ailments taken care of as well.
Like I said you did a superb job and I mean that from the bottom of the heart that you think I don't have:) “
Lori Shirazi,
You Bull Shiiting, opportunistic, cold hearted user slut! You have as much heart and compassion in you as Obama got an honest bone in his body! Obama is a compulsive liar and you are a compulsive Bull Shiiter!
“I will become involved with the myspace movement as soon as it allows me to sign up. Everytime I did they told me my last name or email was incorrect...”
Oh please ……….. spare the world! This is what you need to do before you get involved with the IPC MySpace Movement:
In this order
a) Put down the bottle of booze (Yes You Can, Obama’s cheesy slogan).
b) Put down the bottle of pills (Change we need, more Obama’s cheesy slogans).
c) Try getting out of bed before 2 PM daily!
d) Try memorizing your home address.
e) Try sleeping on the bed at 3 AM every morning after sex with various men, rather than crashing on the floor next to your pussy (cat)!
f) Try to remember alphabet: A B C D ……
g) Try to remember the URLs to IPC Website and Forum.
h) Try to remember where did you post this post, so you don’t have to e-mail me and ask me where is it?!
i) Try a new breakfast which does not include Vodka with a Bear Chaser item!
j) Try getting a Real Job for a change rather than getting supported by Horney Old Farts and Sex Perverts!
k) Start acting like an author by cleaning up and clearing up your two bit Porn Operation, Escort Service and Madam Business! ………………. Oh wait a second, you already done this one! Now that’s what I call progress!
So first, move on out of the bed and only then you can start The Movement!
“I don't know how the hell that could happen. I used the same name and email that I signed up at myspace for. “
No you did not! You only changed 3 e-mails during the last year! But you can’t even remember!
This is Lori.
This is Lori’s brain.
This is Lori’s brain on drugs!
Children, don’t become Lori!
And that was today’s Moral lesson by Poppa Ahreeman for the IPC Juveniles!
“You have been busy...I LOVE YOUR PLAYLIST on myspace, but why isn't there any heyadey?”
Ehem, ehhh….hem, ehem, I choked on that one!
Lori Shirazi,
You Dahati, Qorbati, Kakoli, Bi Savad, Ding Dong:
It is Hayedeh (singer), not Heyadey!
The hell is Heyadey?
Is it a new word for shriveled up Shirazi Shambool?
Or is it like a term o endearment for Shirazi Cowboys with kolah namadi when they get upon their donkeys and whip the donkey, screaming: Hey-A-Day (like Hee Haw)!?????
“I will get back with you with the full edit as soon as I get it done, hopefully tomorrow. Luvs, LoLo”
No you did not! Instead you sent me the same Bull Shiite cheesy paragraph that you have been sending me for the past century! In this paragraph, you still got the URL for the IPC site and forum wrong! No wonder you get lost in cyber space and can’t even find your own posts here!
After 6 years, you still don’t know where you are or where you are going in cyber space!
Once again:
Children, pay attention,
This is Lori.
This is Lori’s brain.
This is Lori’s brain on drugs!
Children, don’t become Lori!
And that was today’s Moral lesson by Poppa Ahreeman for the IPC Juveniles!
Amen!
PS:
Please tinkle before crashing on the floor drunk and drugged up on 3 AM, because the maid simply cannot lift you up no more in a pool of your pee! You are too heavy for the Mexican maid! The poor maid already called me and begged me to discuss the issue with you!
So make sure to tinkle before crash and make sure to not sprinkle when you tinkle, and if you do, then don’t forget to wipe up the seat! What did you say? You don’t have a Shambool to sprinkle? Hey, you been OD for such long time, you never know, maybe you grew one during the comatose which you been having since 2002!
Just copy and paste what I sent you instead of your own Gibberish as my info for your book! Can you handle that? Or do I have to chew the food and put it in your mouth?!
Lori,
Who loves you baby?
Ahreeman indeed!
Who else?
Loves
Ahreeman Mirza Qajar