Peter Popoff is the gift that keeps on giving. See, long after you’ve gotten his last vague, fake-handwritten letter [and posted about it online], you’ll start getting comments like this:
THIS INTERESTING TO READ SUCH NEGATIVE REPORTS ABOUT PETER POPOFF! I WASN’T SURE EITHER, UNTIL I REALIZED THAT HE DOES READ MY REQUEST. HOW DID HE KNOW MY EX-HUSBAND’S NAME? OR THAT BOTH OF MY SON’S JONATHON AND ANDREW PLUS, THEIR FATHER, MARK HAVING MARAJUANA ADDICTION. THIS IS HOW I KNEW HE WAS ACTUAKKY READING MY LETTERS.
I DO TITHE TO HIM BECAUSE THE SPIRIT HAS PLACED IT UPON MY HEART TO DO SO.
I AM NOT DISREGARDING WHAT SOME OF YOU ARE SAYING, IT’S NOT MY EXPERIENCE WITH REV. POPOFF. I WAS SURPRISED THAT I WAS LED TO “SEND OFFERINGS”, HOWEVER, GOD HAS OPENED UP THE WINDOWS OF HEAVEN AND POURED OUT MANY BLESSINGS.” THANYOU, STEPHANIE MISASI
You are a stupid cow. I am sad that you’ve bred. I do not blame your husband and children for their attempts to escape you through whatever means necessary.
Yes, dummy, someone scanned that little message you managed to typo into the webform on his website. Did Peter Popoff do it himself? No. Did Peter Popoff write those letters himself? Not likely. They’re templates. Your name, and the names and situations you’ve given them are inserted. The Great and Powerful Reverend doesn’t even know if the $200. he spent on that informercial slot came from you or the other five hundred letters his processing facility sent out three Fridays ago.
May the spirit place it upon you to get yourself spayed and be a witness somewhere without electricity or people who understand English, so that you’ll never inflict yourself on anyone you can actually harm.