Anybody else a little bit suspicious that Arse, sorry - "Mascara", feels the need to post the best piece of Jimbownage seen in over five years as a dot, then races home from "her" sister's house (because we all love posting here when visiting our family) and posts regged again 21 minutes later?
To all the dumbfucks in this thread saying the kid is "obviously" stupid for not trying to blackmail her:
He WAS you fucking idiots. DO you think you go up to somebody and just hit them up like that and give them something to get you in trouble for? No, that's why he asked for the autograph, it was a way of saying "I know your secret" and getting it in writing which he could then start dropping hints on what she had to do for him to keep him happy.
When she told him to go fuck himself at the first instance was when he went around and blabbed. He was keeping it to himself beforehand because he HAD A PLAN. Or do you think teenagers normally keep their moths shut?
Well that's a load of crap because the state where this took place has the death penalty which is applicable for anybody over 16, if Ritchard was aboriginal, homosexual (or both) and fatso dropped him on his head and killed him he would be hanged.
Stuff your little revenge fantasy - those guys who bullied you in school went on to have way better lives than you did and there is nothing you can do now to take that back so stop trying to live vicariously through a fat little Australian closet case, mmmkay?
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