Re: COLLECTIONS

Posted by Keyser Soze (205.188.116.131) on July 10, 2004 at 20:04:01:

In Reply to: COLLECTIONS posted by DEBT COLLECTOR on July 09, 2004 at 22:17:09:

Get lost, you fake, phony, sham. You and your brethren are the ones hiding. We ask you to state your name and business when you invade the sanctity of our homes with calls. You scream threats. You give a name, it's fake. You state an amount, it's pulled from thin air.
You betray your true essence by claiming you're not that bad. Right. You remind one of the slicker who claims they're an 'honest person'.
Money you get doesn't repay Original Creditor. It disappears down ratholes. We owe you nothing. When you push a case, it's with fraudulently stated law and nonsensical evidence, proving we owe you nothing but years of complaints to FTC, AG, BBB, Bar, and anyone else who can stamp you and your fellow termites comprising the bloodsucking 'collections skindustry' into well-deserved and long-overdue oblivion. Your post stinks of disingenuous predatory emulation, much like the weeping spider who gains the fly's sympathy, just prior to using him for dinner.
Oh, and what a joke your punch line constitutes. Have you considered stand-up comedy? Most CA's take a hundred a month? Really? Since when? Since goading college co-eds into hanging themselves in their dorms, cards arranged in a circle beneath their dangling, rigor-mortised toes? Since bulling elderly disabled widows out of funds needed for medication, on pain of arrest? Another of your 'advanced collection techniques' taught by the ilk of Hubris Shatfitz and his Dumpmeister pal. Peddle your bullshale elsewhere. We know you, your tactics, the cold look in your empty eyes surrounded by hardened facies, we know your stench. I believe they call it Eau d'Avarice. Good riddance to bad cess.

A hundred a month. Right, a hundred a month for life, passed down intergenerationally. Remember your saying it, just before telling a member of my household to advise me to commit suicide, for the insurance money, so as to pay back your collection swine brethren. Just before telling me a disabled member of my household would be pushed into the street and pitched from their wheelchair.
Yeah, you're not that bad. Hey, come to think of it, Stalin's massacre of the Kulaks - only twenty million of them - was just a little picnic that got out of hand. Pol Pot's genocide of three million Cambodians was merely his way of obtaining materials necessary for his new highway, built in the public interest. From human skulls. Look it up, if you can read more than one-syllable words, you moral cretin.
Yeah, you're really nice guys. Remember the time you encouraged a poor immigrant father to burn down his house for insurance, to sign over to you? No? Nothing? Nothing at all? No problem. Plenty of us do remember, as well vividly recalling reports of the ensuing fire and death of several family members, according to reports. Why? Because it's our fault we don't want to pay, and you're just such nice guys. Of course.
You're like the hallway monitor who asks teacher to listen as you lecture a student on the importance of walking slowly. After - out of teacher's eyeshot - pushing the cerebral-palsied little girl, braces and all, down the steps. Your two-bit skindustry is a fulminating chancre on the face of American business, a hardened poop-splat on the toilet bowl of commerce. Your cronies made a friend for life in me, Anyone I can spare the misery of dealing with you scumbag coward predators, I will gladly do so, as will many others. Bugger off.
Gladly,

Keyser Soze

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