You were that uptight, holier-than-thou hotel phone operator who used to complain about everyone in your 2-foot radius. You got one of my best friends fired for using the word chunti to one of her friends at work. You had to go to management and say they were talking about you because you are a miserable witch. They weren't even talking about you, but the slur fits. Because of your malicious actions, not only did my friend lose her job but so did the person she was talking to. If you actually look up the word chunti, I am sure I would see a picture of your face next to the definition, you chuntibitch! I am glad I am not stuck sitting next to you anymore so I don't have to smell your cheap perfume and stare at your mole-covered face!
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