This is what I sent to him first:
From: Gretchen (226972412)
To: David Draiman
Date: Mar 10, 2009 8:38 AM
Subject:
If you are going to try and be David Draiman from Disturbed, you might want to take a stab at the "About Me" portion of the page. David Draiman is a highly educated and well versed man. He would never write, let alone post the blurb that you have, with as many grammatical and spelling errors. (I don't care how fast you type, it is not a typo).
So if you really want to pull off trying to be David Draiman, I would suggested learning how to write/speak first.
His reply:
From: David Draiman (448222245)
To: Gretchen
Date: Mar 15, 2009 12:47 AM
Subject: RE:
Okay, Gretchen I am not pretending and yes I know I am very educated I went to college thank you. For a nother I am not trying to be David I am...I am sick of people righting this bullshit..I would not make a myspace saying it is offical when it is don't be trying to give me pointers on who I am going to be..I do know who I am I took a path that I didn't want to take..I changed that alot..I am not going to go though some fucking bullshit with people anymore..I am done with it..Yes I just fucking chewed you out and I am pretty fucking proud of it little girl.
Well take care there,
David
My answer:
From: Gretchen (226972412)
To: David Draiman
Date: Mar 15, 2009 5:03 PM
Subject: RE:
Not even close to buying the shit you just put down. Not EVEN CLOSE. And if that is what you call a "chew out", you really are delusional. You don't go from having a triple baccalaureate to a moron with maybe a Jr High School level response. Unless you just did so many freakin drugs your brain is fried, or perhaps, albeit very far fetched, you just completely and utterly suck at typing. And if the latter is true then I owe you an apology, but I don't think so. You may be able to fool some of the more "trusting" people on here, but if they really were true fans and sat there and really thought about what was written on the page they would figure it all out. But they choose to suspend their disbelief and just jump. Not me, I don't trust in things like that so easily. So prove me wrong and I will ask for forgiveness and shout that you are real.
Kol Tuv
G.
His answer to that:
From: David Draiman (448222245)
To: Gretchen
Date: Mar 15, 2009 10:21 PM
Subject: RE:
Alright you little bitch if you don't believe me fucking come to a concert and ask.I am not going to put up with this bullshit anymore..I am going through enough shit as it is.
Yes I know my fucking typing is not perfect.You think I am fucking stupid? If you think that go look at yourself..Yes I know I can be a fucking dick I am fucking sick of these dumbass messeages.
And finally my reply to him:
Did you think that being called a bitch was going to some how deter me and scare me. Well, wrong. See bitch in my book is a good thing. A VERY good thing. So try again, cause your not scaring me and in fact you are making this kinda fun for me.
You keep digging yourself a bigger hole, and I don't think you even know it. I can swear too you fucking bastard. Do I think YOU are stupid, well no, cause you have to have some balls and some brains to try and pull this charade off, but in other ways yes you are a fucking moron. Because if you read my first message to you, then you would know, that I highly admire and respect David Draiman. I think he is incredibly smart and gifted. Have you listened to the man speak, have you actually read the lyrics that he puts down to paper? That is why I am saying that your page is a total giveaway. A person of that caliber of intelligence would not post something on the internet that had all those errors. Just sayin if you really want to pull it off you really aught to think about changing it. Eventually it will give you away.
Come on you fucker, come at me with something other than just calling me a fucking bitch or a little girl, cause I like it so it doesn't have the hit you were looking for. Come on, grow a pair. I bet you can't, cause you are the fucking shithead that I think you are. Come on, pull something out of that triple baccalaureate mind. Really throw something. Dig deep. Come out swinging. Isn't this fun.
Kol Tuv,
Little Bitch