Max Hardcore writes: How low can Skeeter Kerkove go? In a world filled with hatred, he’s near the top of the heap. His once-humorous harangues now just reek of resentment.

Skeeter is so sleazy, he stoops to falsely quoting a lady who would never engage such a rambling madman. And unlike her, this larcenous leech obviously needs long-term treatment.

Skeeter, the ONLY REASON YOU HAD A CRISIS, for which you now blame others, is because YOU DID NOT PULL A FILM PERMIT. No amount of bitter bullshit is going to convince anyone otherwise.

Instead of handling the situation, you had a panic attack, and made everyone hide in your bedroom. As the police knocked on the front door, you paced back and forth like a caged animal, thinking of someone to blame. To avoid fault for this fuck-up, you’re fabricating fairy-tails.

But the worse is that you’re telling vicious lies about girls who only worked hard for you. Girls you thanked at the time for doing a great scene — Layla Rivera, Jenna James, Nikki Nievez, and Catalina.

Of course I won’t dignify your slanderous claims you made about me by responding to them. Except to say that, every single thing you said is either misrepresented or totally false.

Earth to Kaptain Koo-Koo – Do you receive us, over? Sorry to send up the bad news to your imaginary spacecraft Skeeter, but anyone looking can that you’re a flat-out, fucking liar.

And everybody also knows that Karma is a bitch. Just like you.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got the federal givernment to fight.