LIAR, LIAR,LIAR,LIAR,LIAR

It's 6:58, Patrick went back to bed with Junior.

The SHADOW and I had to delete six found logs on some of his geocaches, where the lady hadn't signed the logsheet. Alerted by a fellow cacher he inspected 12 caches that she and her partner had both claimed smilies on, and on six of them , niether had signed the log. Usually a cacher will note in his log that he didn't sign and why, and is forgiven, but not in these cases. When notified of this condition prior to deleting the logs, she wrote us several nasty emails, citing several excuses. She ranted about her child having an allergy to peanuts that she said was called, in her words "allergy to peanuts" and peanut butter jars would kill her child and she would bury the child next to the cache and we would pay for the helicopters, adnaseum. None of the caches were peanut jars, all were waterproof match containers. She cited no pencils, logs full--all caches had pencils, none of the logs were full. She cited "not enough time" ( children would get out of car, wander into street and be killed and it would be our fault. There were bees nest around cache. Another lie. She is a sick Super-bitch bipolar lunatic, unfortunately. What kind of children will she raise? We pity her for her unhappy life. If she would play the game by the rules, there would be no problem. She playaed the victim card, tried to make SHADOW, about the nicest guy you'll ever meet, into a monster trying to kill her kids. What a nasty, nasty trailer-trash skank! I'd show you her email here, but why bother. It would sicken you. Such evil in the word. Oh well, what goes around, comes around. So it goes.

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