Dear Greg Wolf,

So, ...you're a lying, thieving, shitbag, too?

Chris would not be able to get away with stealing my property if you didn't lie to help him. I NEVER would have suspected that you are such a dick. Chris never even liked you! I always stuck up for you when Chris would talk-shit about you. So tell me... what was it that convinced you help Chris Lamont fuck me over?

You know, it always seemed strange to me that you guys "buddied-up" when my family moved out of the neighborhood for a few months. AND THEN, ...when we moved back, ...Chris was back to talking-shit about you! Were you plotting to rip me off way back then?! ...two years earlier?

Let me ask you something else: Do you understand the world policy on conspiracy? For the most part, it says that all people involved are equally guilty regardless of who the mastermind was. AND, they all deserve the same treatment. In other words, when Chris offered his life and possessions as collateral, ...so did you! AND, if you can't tell the truth, ...you're as much of a shitbag as he is.

Is that what you are Greg, a shitbag? Are you proud of that? Do your wife, kids, family, and friends all know that you're a spineless ass-wipe who is also Chris Lamont's little bitch? STEP UP GREG.

Why would you sell-out your character and integrity for a little shitbag like Chrissie Lamont?  Are you not a better man than that? What did he do that was SO important to you? Is he YOUR GAY LOVER or something?? Did he offer you some of my property? ...an Adam and Eve kinda thing?

Why don't you start by telling me your whole story:

You knew ahead of time that Chris Lamont was plotting to steal my priceless and irreplaceable historic film collection, ...DIDN'T YOU? Yes. So why didn't you warn me ahead of time? ...because you're a shitbag too?

When Chris walked out of our film production, YOU KNEW it was him trying to "drift away" with my film, ...DIDN"T YOU?

So when you decided to switch schools "to attend a better drama program" ...it was really you trying to "drift away" too? How disappointed you must have been when I decided to "attend a better drama program" too, huh?

And all that Bullshit about "Never seeing Chris anymore" and claiming to not know where he disappeared to, was all about you lying to me to help Chris sneak away with my property? You worked at a video game arcade and a movie theater, but you were never able to get free passes, discounts, or tokens for your friends??? BULLSHIT GREG. You were just trying to run off and be a PUSSY like Chris.

According to your own story: You knew Chris was being a pussy, running off and hiding with my stuff. You knew where he was and told him I came back from California to get my film, but acted like he was the only shitbag. You couldn't manage to visit your friend that had an apartment first? You weren't interested in girls during highschool? You weren't proud of your first girlfriend or your first car? you didn't want your friends to attend your graduation? You didn't like afternoon barbeques? You never drank beers? You didn't want to work with film or video anymore? AND THEN... You move in with the guy who ripped off your friend??

Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit! Are you kidding me with this bullshit story of yours? Face it Greg, you and Chris are BOTH a couple of shitbag-pussies! Go ahead, at least admit it to yourself. Your parents weren't complete failures like Chris's parents, were they?

Tell you what... If you're going to stick to your bullshit story, tell me the one about how much film is "A LOT" again.

Chris was trying a sneaky maneuver where he claimed that he was going to return my property. He was trying to determine if I was still chasing after him for my film. Anyway, the bullshit story went something like this...

Chris: "Oh hey, by the way, I found some of your stuff laying around. There's some of your film, and I thought you might want it back."

Greg: "Yeah, I saw it too! There's A LOT of it left."

Me: "Well, thanks for growing up and finally deciding to do the right thing and return my property. I know how much film I have and I'm glad to hear you still have it all. (Since you guys finally decided to quit being shitbags...) I'll sell my collection so we can produce a film. I'm sure I can get at least three-hundred grand for it."

Chris: "Really?"

Greg: "Yeah, I think you probably can, ...there's A LOT of film left."

Chris gave Greg an evil look, as if to say "Shhhh". However, Greg didn't see the look, but I did. I wondered why (if Chris was about to return my property). Chris did not argue about there being A LOT of film, even after Greg mentioned it TWICE! I could tell Greg was excited that Chris finally decided to quit being a shitbag. Also, although Chris said he didn't think it was worth three-hundred thousand dollars, he didn't say anything about there only being two small pieces. Chris knows how much film I have, ...so much that I needed "help" to count it all.

The next day, after Chris returns only a couple small pieces of my collection and claims that is all of it he has, I asked Greg to explain why he would refer to such a small quantity of my collection as "A LOT"?

Keep in mind that Greg claims to be a professional projectionist with many years of experience...

Greg: "Well um, it's a lot because film comes on these huge spools that weigh like 250 pounds each. They have to be unloaded with a forklift then spliced together in the projection booth. 70mm is twice as big so two pieces about a foot long would be A LOT."

Huh? WTF?!? Since the movie is 120 minutes long, ...you think 2.5 seconds is "A LOT". BULL-SHIT. Go ahead and try again... Explain to me why you think 2.5 seconds is "A LOT"? ...or why you think someone would need help counting 66 frames? Why don't you go ahead and tell me why 2 little pieces is A LOT, and not 1 piece or three pieces? Chris didn't mention how many pieces, so why would you say "two pieces"?

COME ON GREG, ADMIT IT... Your story is bullshit! You and Chris are a couple of thieving shitbags, and that's all there is to it. Isn't that right?

Here's what I want you to do...

Quit being a shitbag. I want my property returned and you and Chris were the last people to see it. So what's your story? If you're going to stick with some fantasy bullshit story, I want you to put the whole thing in writing. The question is this: "Where is my film?"

It's a simple question. Are you too much of a pussy to answer one little question?

You know it's bullshit and you know that you guys are a couple of pussies, so own up to it and quit being a lying shitbag.

Otherwise, ...put a statement in writing that Chris stole it on his own. Tell me everything you know about it. What was SO important that you guys couldn't live your lives without? Then beg for my forgiveness for having to chase your two bastards around for all these years. Or you can regain some of your integrity by killing yourself after you pay me your half of the 1.8 million dollars you guys agreed to pay for my film.

Warm Regards,

~Vic Tims