Hey, Olivia? Why Do You Make Me Hurt You?

Dear Olivia Munn. Hi. You may know me from such hit television shows as, Attack of the Show... and, Arena? Look, whatever, I'm kind of a big deal. Just take my word for it. Or Google it. Here's the point: You posted a cute little blog update which featured my amazing man-ass, uncredited mind you, and are reaping the sweet fruity nectar from the Adsense vine thanks too said badonkadonk. You haven't offered a cent of residuals, you haven't referred a single hit; you've done nothing but PROFIT from my many years of Winsor Pilates and Jamba Juice Razzmatazz lunches (with added burner boost of course). ENOUGH.

NOW THIS IS HAPPENING:

There! Are you happy? I know I am. Here's to having an honest post on the internet that can properly be tagged with, "Olivia Munn, Blowjob, Simulated Oral Sex, etc." I hate that it has come to this, but for what it's worth, I also tagged this post with "ANGRY DRAGON", so the world knows exactly how this tale ended. Thanks for the hits!

See you tomorrow princess. Xoxo.

Love, me.