John Essex, aka Martina's Martini
John, I have much to say to you but rather than dwell on your incoherent ramblings and obtuse clues that you left in your wake as you ran rampant on the web as Martina’s Martini, I want to focus on your deception in relation to the blogger, Prudentia.
You see, Prudentia is a wonderful, warm-hearted person who sees the good in everyone and will give anyone the benefit of the doubt.
You took advantage of her and that is truly unforgiveable. You fed her one cock-and-bull story after another and tugged at her heartstrings. She believed you, and at the risk of looking foolish for doing so, kept in touch with you, afraid that you may do harm to yourself. She went out on a limb for you and you rewarded her by making her feel like a fool. She has been nothing short of a saint in dealing with you in all the chaos you created, spending hours online with you because she feared for your well-being and sanity.
Well, honey, the jig is up.
I am not going to rehash all of your comments and posts, most of which are total nonsense and a complete fabrication of the truth. It’s old news.
But I do want to address one of your comments you left on Prudentia’s blog and, in particular, this one from Hello, Martina's Martini. We Meet Again. :
"I am a broken down old soldier, my face is half gone, my foot isnt there anymore. "
"I am a broken down old soldier, my face is half gone, my foot isnt there anymore. "
Well, John, here’s your chance to prove at least one part of your sordid story is true. Personally, I think you're full of crap.
Send me a few pictures of your half-gone face and footless leg. And be sure to include in the pictures of your injuries your driver’s license or today's newspaper...just for verification purposes. If your pictures pass muster, I will post them on my blog as proof that you did tell the truth, in at least one instance.
If you haven’t read Prudentia’s latest post, do so. The link is below. I hope you are happy.
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