Gina: Support, what Cassandra lacks

There was a board meeting yesterday, and of course, we, as in me and Cassandra, were supposed to go. We're fighting for athletics! I mean, who wouldn't want sports- look at Cassandra! Do you see her fatness?! Yea, she needs them. Anyway, I sent out a forward with the location and time, and would you know it, she was like, "What time is it at?" FAIL! Then I was like, "It's in the message, *explicit word*"(it has to do with a dumb donkey ~hint hint~) Then, she was all saying how she can't come because she had an asthma attack, and she's at the hospital. Well, why didn't you just say that first?! And do you want to know the reason why you had an asthma attack? No, not because you had to run too much! It's because you're FAT! There, I said for like the fifth time! "So, get over yourself and come!" I told her. She could at least muster up the courage to show up to fight for what could possibly stop the stares. Well, of course, people don't only stare because she's fat, but it's still an improvement! And then she answered. You know what she said back in her next text message? She said...

"Cassandra has died."

My reply: "Wow, nice excuse! Shut it and get over here, fatty!" I was only trying to help her. She didn't have to get so serious...