The Creepy JonBenet Guy

Why you annoy me:

• You are the definition of the word 'degenerate': for fuck's sake, you admitted to raping and killing a little girl that you didn't actually rape and kill.
• Somehow, admitting to that crime and NOT having done it is creepier than actually doing it.
• You have blank, soulless eyes.  Like a serial killer.
• You button the top button of your shirt.  Like a serial killer.
• You look like a nerdy little twerp.  Like a serial killer.
• You were married to a real, adult woman.  She must have been blind or really dumb or really desperate.  I would be able to tell you were a sick fucker by glancing at you.  She fucked you (ostensibly) and she still couldn't figure it out.
• You ran a daycare out of your basement.  Ummmmm, do any parents have any sense whatsoever?
• You were an elementary school teacher.  Good God dude.  Good-fucking-God.
• You were in Thailand... to get a sex change operation on the cheap.  I've always said, "Cosmetic surgery is nothing to skimp on, its worth it to buy the best."  I think that goes doubly so for genitalia surgery.  I don't think I'd feel safe with that in anyone else's hands except the best in the world.  You are cool with getting your wang hacked off and made into a putrid, fungal vagina in a gully third world back ally.  Amazing.
• I have to wonder how many ladyboys you raped while you were in Thailand.  I shouldn't have to wonder if a normal person had sex with ladyboys in Thailand.  Translation: you're fucking weird.
• Someone needs to put you out of your misery for the sake of society.  I'm about as anti-death penalty as a person gets, but I really feel that you need to die in order to make me feel OK.

Possible mitigating factors:

• I think you will end up going to prison for something.  I can't imagine there isn't SOME crime they can convict you of.  I'm sure whoever they stick you in a cell with will expedite your departure from the world.
• Whelp, you didn't kill JonBenet sooooooo, I have to go back to square one and continue to think the dad did it.

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