Dear Serena Williams,
You don't know me but you might my ex-husband John McEnroe. My name is Tatum O'Neil and you might have heard of me. I was a actress for a while. I even won an Oscar before I had hair on my pussy. So I know a little about fame and tennis and how fucked up this world can be.
I see where you got bent out of shape by that half a chink girl beating your cat suit off at the open. Hey why did you dress like that anyway. I mean if I had an ass as big as yours I wouldn't want to call attention to it. I mean you have the big black girl booty I don't give a shit how many steroids you take.
Now I know you got pissed that the umpire tried to make you obey the rules. Girl you got to realize that the rules are there for a reason. I know because I broke everyone of them. I did drugs and fucked guys and screwed up my marriage, career and life beyond repair. I had it all once and I threw it away. Because I was angry.
