storesonline

Storesonline is the company that sent my parents a flier in the mail advertising a meeting they were having to show fine local persons like themselves how to set up a website from which they could sell things. Storesonline sounds like a giant scam. And guess what? It is! My dad is the most street-smart person I know, but when it comes to the internet, he knows squat. Of course, it only took me about 13 seconds to type "stores online" into Google before finding thousands of complaints. The most upsetting part of this whole ordeal is that, even after informing my parents, my dad seems to be unwilling to accept that it's a scam. It still sounds like a good idea to him, and he thinks that somehow I'm misunderstanding the situation. The most genius part of this scam is that, although there is countless documentation about how this thing is bunk, it's all on the internet, which storesonline banks on its victims not understanding. So bravo, inbred Mormon terrorists! Tomorrow I'm calling you as my mother and I dare you to stand my New York rage for five minutes without canceling my parents' charge as you piss yourself with fear. And just for extra revenge for screwing with Prop 8, I'm going to fuck and gay marry all of your daughters. At once. We'll live in different houses with a nice, big, shared yard.

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