The Denial

Dear Pamela Neale,

We really hate you. I mean, we really, REALLY hate you. Most who don't hate you use you as comedic relief. The rest kiss your ass because they think it will make them elite.

Let us give you a bit of a reality check. For being a beauty queen, you really are not pretty. In fact, you aren't even above average. There are sponges with faces drawn on that have more substance than you. Your lack of common sense is atrocious. Your addiction to being the center of all drama is sickening. Your unwarranted ego is tedious. You are, quite frankly, an idiot. When Jesus created you, God beat the shit out of him. (Seriously. I watched.)

In all aspects of your life, you are really quite pathetic. The only way you gain acceptance is with your pictures, which have become increasingly uglier. Good God, you sad motherfucker, wax your eyebrows! Or, at the very least, donate some to the less fortunate (aka grey_flower). If you were as great as you seem to have convinced yourself, do you really think there would have been multiple communities dedicated to how much we all despise you?

Pamela Neale, we want you off greatestjournal.com. Drama is good, but you don't cause drama anymore. You cause mass suicides and cult rituals invoking Satan so that devil preists may obtain the power to disembowel you and hang you from a willow tree. You are trashy and you are no longer welcome. We want you gone so that we may go back to teasing daft_punk and Shauna in peace.