Hi, Sept 16, 20
I wanted to forward you this picture last night, but was exhausted. This is the can opener I bought on Sept 2. I used it once, my grandson used it once. Then last night he showed it to me and said “it’s broken, grandma” I said, “what do you mean it broken?” Then he took it out of the drawer and gave me the pieces. I tell you, it was a Martha Stewart brand and it worked fantastically well. It was quiet and sharp. Didn’t have to be struggling like the old one that’s here. But the serpent, Clifford roach jr, the destroyer, don’t like it when I buy anything that will make my life a little easier. The destroyer came in and destroyed it. I bought it on 09/02/20 and luckily I still had the receipt so I returned it to the store. The manager didn’t want to take it back because it had been used. But I told her “how would I know it wasn’t good if I didn’t use it?” I told her to “return it to the company” so she gave me back my money. It was not expensive, but it was sturdy and it would have lasted a long time if Clifford roach jr didn’t break it. Jesus Christ, I’m speechless. How simple that opener was, but the voodoo rapist roach jr had to break it. He is truly suffering, how sad and pathetic. My God!!
Clifford Roah jr had broken this magnet that was keeping the cabinet closed. I woke up one morning and found it on the floor. I had put it away in hopes of gluing it back in place, but it disappeared. I was looking for it, just could not find it. When my grandson told me the can opener was broken and he opened the drawer, it was in the same area with the broken can opener, Clifford Roach jr had taken it. He brought it back and put in the drawer with the broken can opener. Do you see how simple these evils are that the stalker, harasser and persecutor conjures up?