SOME ADVICE FOR THE FIRST LADY OF CONSERVATISM AND THE SEX KITTEN OF DEAD LIBERAL MEDIA STARS OR ARM CANDY FOR RICH NYC JEWS: GET A LIFE! MAR 20, 20

Friday, March 20, 2009 Advice for the sex kitten Ann Coulter. Do not worry about who is dining with you or how many drinking buddies you have. I would suggest you sit at home and start writing your biography and cleaning this up before your name is desecrated for the end of time. Nobody trust you and nobody likes you and in the eyes of the military Generals; you are as good as manure. Is this how you want your legacy or do you even care about doing the right thing and the good works which you keep "unapologetically" claiming. Open your god damn eyes; you swindled everybody in the room even who you profess love to and is your best friend in life. At least get something out of it or the coke-tail parties, dinners, etc... what you got was so many love triangles and stalkers you moron.

Ann, take your god damn Silver Star and find some peace; it is the best outcome and best decision of your life. You are a fucking nightmare and down right insane. Find a room, write your biography and a truthful one; before you drive off the cliff and have a nervous breakdown again. Tell your momma she is a fat diaper disgrace because I would spank your outrageous attitude immediately the moment you got smart with me. I got a lot of complaints and not the slightest bit left to kiss your bony ass. Also, you need a hair weave and it looks unwashed. You do know how to wash down below don't you? Then take my advice and wash down below Annie before you are embarrassed again.

Read a book on how to have a real boyfriend and not some fantasy moron champion act which gets nowhere. You cry incessantly also you basket case. I need a champion not a fake. Even your own husband hates you and you keep saying there was no ill will and no harm intended; only courage and a badge of honor. Are you a moron? Annie, Laura beat you to the punch; want to respond and say something at least? Now you look like a total liar covering up any evidence which you cannot erase. So I spit on the grave of your lover or lovers and am glad he died. Who else are your lovers who are terminally ill and put you on their will? You mean I got nothing out of it? Dumb ass; at least get some peanuts if you piss your marriage and best friend away. Keep working for peanuts and make it look like how worthy and how much of an angel you are. If one of your love triangle blows up on you; your legacy will be a total whore and slut, believe it? I do… now.

Annie, why don’t you just write your stupid biography instead of pissing me off more and more; you never told me you were having an affair with Ron Silver, lived with him, went to church, slept in the same bed (no sex) and a few other things. So what, no harm intended; don’t switch gears in midstream. No ill will? It happens all the time? I do this all the time and have drinking buddies, dinner dates, announce it, and make no apologies for it. So you are welcome, you did not piss me off or do anything you buffoon; just admit how stupid you are and stop being unapologetic before you really get hurt and smashed; you are a Jewish toy or arm candy. For the single women out there, do not have an affair with a dying man. They die off and you become single and only good as arm candy for rich Jewish men. The resume is long and vast. If this is true, Ann is entitled to half or some part of Ron Silver's will and estate.