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From: Jonathan Powers >
To: Drew Powers >
Therapy Cancellation
Today at 1:43 PM Andrew,
With Mom's upcoming re-election, the GOP candidate is trying to do everything they can to dig up information on her. This means looking into you and your countless amount of fuck-ups. So I decided to get ahead of things and dug up information on you first, to prove to you that I still can. Most importantly, what are you doing seeing a therapist? You know this is strictly against everything that our parents wanted -- psychiatrists are merely gossip hounds waiting to happen, and you cannot be speaking to anyone. If you do not immediately cancel your future appointments, I'll start doing everything I can to discredit and destroy those you're going to see. Are you really that fucked up that you have to talk to someone about all your issues? Come on, you're a Powers. You're supposed to know how to deal with life like a man, not like a little fucking pussy. Do you know what it's like to have such a joke as an older brother? You're pathetic. You and your stupid video game bar, which clearly won't be going anywhere fast. You and your lack of a real career. You and your fucked up relationships (ran survelance on you and your girlfriend, if that's what she still is, the one with the black hair); why anyone would want anything to do with you, is beyond me. Cancel your therapist appointments and drop all correspondence with them immediately. You know what the 'or else' is. - Jonathan |
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