The weathergirl has had enough. I know you've been watching Me all day everyday while stroking mindlessly to My perfect body. You have no self control when I wear these tight dresses that leave little to the imagination. You're obsessed with Me and I'm over it. It's time to put you in your place. While doing My midday report, I take control over your screen and give you a cruel message that only you can see. You're a pathetic jerkaholic freak to me. You gross me out and I will never fuck you. The weathergirl hates you.