when I spoke to him he could hardly reemember you, he finally recalled you as the guy who used to hang around the gyms trying to convince everyone he was a bodybuilder and the guy who got sold all the fake gear and was ripped off by everyone because he wanted so desperatly to fit in.
Hardly surprising your dislike of him.
hardly remember?
he worked for me for over a year. last 9+ months of his employment i picked him up and took him home every day because he didn't own a car. he didn't even have a license. he would only drive his gf's cars ... like drea's black mustang that her mom paid for on her credit card, except when the card was maxed out and drea was driving back into the US from mexico with a bunch of klonopin and nubain (because scott had bench warrants for not attending anger management from one of those 13 restraining orders and couldn't cross the border) and the license plate readers popped the car as stolen and drea gets caught with all the drugs lol... who did scott call to ask for bail money? lol
and got sold all the fake gear and ripped off by everyone?
eh, me and him got our gear from the same spot in tijuana every week. again, i drove the broke junkie bum.
fuck off with your little bullshit scarecrow.
