Charlie was less than thrilled that the sexty convos were made public, and took it to the interwebs to write her a brutal rejection letter … which is pretty much the least "safe for work" thing we've ever had the pleasure of reading. Some highlights?
"I truly do not recall giving you permission to globally reveal any communication between us. congrats on surviving your lobotomy and an even bigger congratz on the recent attempt at porn."
Feel the burn, Farrah. But wait, there's more!
"Please send my number to middle earth and if allowed, eagerly follow it into said abyss and slam the door behind you. The world will collectively sigh as the pungent memory of you vanishes into the pedestrian troposphere of lame-suck and zero-life." Wow, Charlie sure has a poetic way with words.
Sigh … why do we have the feeling that Farrah and Charlie won't be hanging out anytime soon?
Do you think Farrah got what she deserved, or did Charlie drink a little too much Tiger Blood before writing his letter? Hit the comments and tell us what you think!