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To Nani

I am here to clarify something and I know you will read this.

I AM NOT FUCKING CLOSE TO LISA OR LISSA or whatrver SA and I am not protecting her. I am not her friend. I do not have her phone number. At the point of writing the blog entry, I did not know she was married. I do not know her real name. I am not related to her. I have no clue where she stays or whether she is married or have kids, is lesbian or is a fucking man. I DO NOT KNOW HER.

Why?

I met her all of 10 to 15 fucking minutes during my birthday celebration and I took the photo for remembrance' sake, that is all.

So stop harassing me. STOP HARASSING ME!!! I do not know anything. Nothing. Zilch. I do not support extramarital affairs of any kind, be it on the male side or the female side. I do not support affairs amongst human beings or animals or plants. If people fuck around, they have to deal with it on their own. I try not to meddle but will advice when appropriately asked.

I am hereby giving you notice that I am fucking pissed off about the comments that you have posted (which I have not published). PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE.

If not, then there will be unnecessary legal action which will affect both of us and our families. Please don't force me to do that. I have nothing to do with Lissa or Lisa and once again, I reiterate, I do not know her nor support her and I do not support your husband as well. I think that as a man who has repented, he is doing his best. He is an adult and I will not meddle. If you want me to kill him, you will be disappointed. As it is, we've argued and I have spoken to so many people about this.

It is causing me a lot of trouble.

I beg you to leave me fucking alone. I DO NOT KNOW LISSA. I DO NOT KNOW LISSA.  I DO NOT KNOW HER.

And stop being a fucking racist.

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