Fix her. Fucking fix her. The person in charge of her behavior will be identified and addressed by me one day. That day will be the day that person loses the ability to eat or shit without a tube attached to them. I'll make sure the person responsible has a life of utter shittiness and perplexity, happiness will be a word, not a feeling they can experience any longer. Pain, like the pain I'm in, will be their reality.

If you cannot tell by now, I'm not happy with her. FIX HER right godddamned now. Call Teresa, call the fucking pope, talk to God, I do not give a shit, do what you need to do make me happy and fix her.

Rank. I'm the boss, do as I say. NOW FIX HER.ffff

She's been great for a month, whatever you did worked before. Do it fucking again. I want someone that's not a cunty open flesh wound of a person.