An Open Letter to a Complete Butt Head

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Mt 16:18 You are Peter, and upon this rock I will build my Church, and the gates of the neterworld shall not prevail against it.

Dear Jerk Face Who Tried to Phone Scam My Father-in-Law Today,
First, let me say that you cannot begin to even shine the worn soles on the bottoms of my son's three-year-old tennis shoes, let alone have the audacity to pretend that you, lowlife that you are, could be him. Not only are you woefully not him, you are NOTHING like him.

My son would never call a stranger feigning injury and incarceration and, while assuming the identity of that stranger's grandson, beg for help in the form of $2500 in attorney retainer fee monies.

Um, my son's no criminal. He's no liar. Oh, and by the way, senior citizens are not, contrary to your mistaken belief, stupid.

Enter my father-in-law who, like any grandparent would, was initially alarmed at the thought that one of his kids' kids could be in trouble of any kind.

Suspicious from the get-go, Dad K told "Kyle" that he'd help him but only after "Kyle" called his father and me. "I'm going to come get you but you have to tell your parents and I'm bringing your Dad," said my father-in-law, just in time to hear the scammer hit the off button. I guess the scam's on YOU, moron.

Not only did you NOT succeed (butt heads rarely do) but also, keep an eye over your shoulder, pal. You MAY just find you have a police officer tapping it very soon. 

Why don't you try using your powers for good instead of evil ya rotten little snot? Here's an idea, get a dang job!

And go to confession, Capisce?

Signed,
Irritated Mom of the REAL Kyle

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