(I'll try to keep the big words to a minimum as not to confuse you)
your statements were and are
the idea that you have a job
outside of dirt-clod stacking
is a miracle.
the only 'Dynasty' you are attached to might be the
re-runs of that dated show.
the only thing you should ever be in charge of building is a hole in the ground the exact size of your head.
perhaps your beard would fit as well if you plucked out the
army of scabies and
bull weevils sequestered deep in it's sarcophagus of dander and weasel pelts.
shame on you.
you're the only surviving
brain donor I've ever known.
when the gators and Egrets
kick you out of their
you need to make serious amends to those you have
on the eight day
when I was whittling my cosmic banjo,
I'm pretty sure YOU were the scattered dross I then used to light a fire and
locate the nearest
repulsed by you;
Duck; that was me"
This note probably won’t prompt Phil to “make serious amends” the way Charlie wants, and it’s likely to just put the actor in the path of Phil’s own outraged fans. But Charlie seems like he enjoys stirring the pot, so maybe that’s what he wanted.