Hi trash boy, Do you recognize the jewels I'm wearing? I robbed your useless wife and I'm sure you won't call the police because you're totally addicted to my tiny feet. I wanna kick your wife, send her to the hospital and then you must bring her the divorce request, because I wanna see her totally broke and homeless. Since I love to rob: I've another order for you: empy your bank account and let me enjoy the whole scene. If you accept this humiliation, send me a tribute of 200 dollars with this message: Miss Urbex, I'm totally addicted to your tiny feet and I'll do everything for it. I want facts, not words: words fly away, money comes directly to your Goddess.