Screw Karyn

Okay, so you're not too bright; I can accept that. You spent over $20,000 that you don't have because you like shiny pretty things, but hey, that's your problem. Doesn't bother me.

Then you create a website complaining about how you're so deep in debt that you can't see sunlight. Sure, that's fine, people complain about lots of things on their websites. Of course, YOU'RE asking that these other people help you get out of debt, because you were too dumb to realize that the little piece of plastic you were using to buy all your Gucci bags was actually intrinsically connected to a massive, extremely accurate, grudge-bearing accounting system that was eventually going to ask for what it was owed, and then some. And it was annoying to see that you wouldn't have to pay the price for your own stupidity, but still, I could deal with that, even then.

But then...then you get a book deal. And a movie deal. With you attached as the screenwriter, so you can "adapt your life story for the screen" and tell the world your true account of a moronic shopaholic who got a bunch of even dumber people to pay her dues for her. And with that, sister, you make my list of people I'd like to see get hit by a large bus.