16th January 2007 - Dave Doyle You Are Dumped!

If you are reading this Dave Doyle; you are dumped. I'm not even going to waste my breath in saying it to your face or on the phone. You don't deserve it. The reason for this? I know (and have proof) that you cheated on me. It was on New Year's Eve, with your ex-bird, she stayed at your flat and got a cab to the station the next day. Do not ring me (cos I won't answer), do not email me (cos I won't read it) and if you sell a story on me; well you'll just make yourself look stupid because I have done nothing wrong and YOU are a cheating w*nker. Here's the proof:

Email No 1.

Thought I'd wait for you to get through all of your emails before breaking the good news...............

Ask your "good as gold Dave" who he spend New Years night with Jodie???

Ask him who he took back to the flat that night and who he woke up with New Years morning?

Oh what a fool he made of you that night.

We all knew it would not be long before Dave tried running back into her arms. They were always so mush in lover: it was only a matter of time before the idiot woke up and realized exactly what he'd lost.

He cried in her arms that morning telling her what a fool he had been and that he missed her and still loved her.

Good thing for you though Jodie is that you can keep the cheating b*stard, she doesn't want him back.

and.........If you don't believe me then ask anyone who was in Opium that night, as everyone saw them leave together.

Looks like the man of YOUR dreams landed in HER lap!!!!

Email No 2.

All I ask is that you read blow then, you can choose to believe what ever you want.

They both left Opium at around 3pm and got a cab to his from the cab firm across the road to Opium. She stayed with him in the flat until 12:15pm Monday morning. She then got a cab from the flat to Brentwood station, using "********" cab firm. Call and ask then if a petite pretty little blonde thing was picked up from that address New Years Eve morning? (Erm - Do you mean New Year's Day love?!)

Aleisha told us that Dave still does not have a sofa in the lounge and that he has brought a new Silver TV from Argos, which is in the bedroom. She also said he has a new purple/blue hoover and that he has a white chiffon curtain up at each window in the lounge. She also said that Beau is back in the flat. He has two new pairs of shoes (a white pair and a tan pair). He was wearing a new black pin stripped shirt new years eve, with his new white shoes and even had a pair of new pants on.

Dave Cheated on you that night and that's that. Ive said my piece now and have nothing more to say.

So people, ignoring all the spelling mistakes in those emails (Aleisha, or is it her "friend", obviously didn't go to school); lets look at the facts. Only someone who had actually been to his flat since he bought all those new things (which was a couple of days before Christmas) would know about all that stuff. So forgive me for putting two and two together........ On a serious note though; I did double check a few things. Me being me (you lot know I wouldn't have just believed a random internet freak) made a few phone calls; got the proof I needed (from various people) and voila!! There you have it. One dumped boyfriend and a wiser, happier girl. I still can't believe the twat thought he could do it and get away with it! I mean, it's not like I don't know anyone around this area! And even if there are still people in Essex I don't know; then they sure as Hell know me! I'm more annoyed about him insulting my intelligence........

I'd also like to just refer back to the line "what a fool he made of you that night" and point out that the real fool is the girl who took him back to bed after she'd been dumped. I bet you felt REAL good about yourself on New Year's Day (or "New Year's Eve morning" in your language). Sorry, but I don't feel foolish. I know you were hoping I would but luckily for me; I already know that most men can't keep their dicks in their pants and therefore, when they cheat and I find out (cos most of them do - you just gotta find the evidence); I just sack the man and put him out with the other rubbish where he belongs.

Though Aleisha (or should I say her "friend"); just to change the subject for a minute. Are you a private detective? Because with all that information about the inside of his house you have managed to retain; I just wondered if that's what you do for a living? I could use a good one if you are. Can I have your number?!

So to end - thanks Dave Doyle you c*nt. At this time of year especially (the month of Kim's anniversary); you have excelled any boyfriend I've ever had in the c*nt stakes. Oh.... And if you want the rest of your sh*t you left at my house; it's outside in the mud right now so you can come and get it or else the dustmen will take it on Monday.

Oh.... And I know a really good tattooist if you need one. I've had mine covered up already and if you wanna see the pics - they're on Myspace. My new tattoo looks so mush better then "David Dickenson" or whatever it said?! Cheerio! You're dumped. Right here, right now. On my website.

Note to all girls - don't trust men. They lie and cheat. Dogs are so mush more faithful (and better looking) J

P.S There's loads more on this story to come peeps so watch this space! I haven't done yet - oh no! Not by a long shot! X x x