“Hello friends. It’s Fatty.

Recently it has come to my attention that a jealous hating ass mother fucker has recently been having my name in his mouth about some old bullshit and throwing dirt on my name. (Again)

We here in the Untouchables have a strict rule about saying this jealous hating ass mother fucker’s name. We do not wish to give him anymore attention then he so deserves to promote his failing business esblish-esta

-fuck I can’t say the fucking word.

(sigh)

I shall refer to him as the hot dog beggar.

Hot Dog is a former associate of mean. This I say with deep regret not for the loss association but my part in even starting one with this loser from the jump.

Let’s just just say our problems go back to the fight club era….

There was a lot of gang wars and backstabbing back in the day a Deco-millionaire corpo executive named Ton Big Dawg founded it as a place for people to get off aggressions non violently and make a little money fighting it out in a spirted debate in the red ring.

It was a fun time for me. A time of innocence. I was a new arrival to the city with my family. My favorite opponent was Raw B Money. We chupped it up with the best of them. Fighting Water was a favorite MC and chupper with the best of them. Hot Dog was always going after him for having a corpo job including a hot Nomad mate. He was a jealous hating ass mother fucker even back then. I should have saw Hot Dog’s bullshit back then. Holy shit I was young.

Let the past rest. So I’m sending this message out to Hot Dog. Keep my mother fucking name out of your rat bastard mouth or I’m going to go ham on your ass like I did when I buried your fucking ass in our last and final debate. Last time, fuck you and leave me leave me the fuck alone bitch.