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Ashley Simpson: Death Threats for the Holidays

 I was going to write something a little upbeat this weekend.

It's been a sad time for the Simpson family, but everyone is grateful to the RCMP that Ashley's remains were found. Even after nearly six years, it's gratifying to know that they never stopped looking for her.

And we were pretty pumped that Derek Favell has finally been charged with second degree murder and is remanded into custody until December 21, with the judge giving him the opportunity to secure legal counsel. No problem, dude, everyone is entitled to a lawyer. We'll give you that.

But seriously, Derek. You need to get better friends. I mean, it appears, you still have some.  Like this beauty who sent me a friendly note of condolences on Messenger.


I have questions. 

Amanda, what's up girl? Why so angry? 

Perhaps you need some counselling. Or an actual life. 

My cousin John whose daughter was murdered also received a lovely note from you last night. I cannot share it because it is so profane that I would lose my blogging rights if I were to repeat it.

Very creative. The seven words you can't say on television. Plus some new ones that hadn't been invented when George Carlin did his famous routine. You must be British. Only the British refer to males as c---ts. 

Do you kiss your mama with that mouth?

I didn't block you BTW because if I blocked you I wouldn't be able to show this nice note to the RCMP which I am doing right after I get off this blog. 

People go to jail for uttering death threats, you know?

Anyway, anything happens to me or my family... 

Well it won't.

You are a sniveling coward hiding behind your keyboard. Oh yeah, an anti-vaxxer, too.

See, I checked you out.

If you are a real person, you might want to seek legal counsel before the cops come knocking on your door. But don't worry. 

I hear Derek knows a lot of lawyers these days.

Have a lovely holiday season!

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