Let me relate this story that happened to me in high school (god that was ahile ago), a little different, but same moral.
There was this girl, ill never forget, her name was Sarah Yellin. She was the biggest stuck up b**** i have almost ever met in my entire life. She was a *****, and cheated on her boyfriends constantly with some guy at Penn State, about several hours away. Now this is high school, but still its a moral issue. So in any case, loudspoken as i am, i said something to her one day when she called some "b****" a "fat cow" and began drawing pictures of cows on the frosted bus windows (and we were seniors, jesus). So i told her (this was friday) quit being such a motherfucking b****! No one would ever miss you if you were gone, because youre so rude to everyone. When i got on the bus on monday, everyone was quiet. She had fallen asleep at the wheel going to cheat on her boyfriend and gotten killed. It was pretty horibble and pretty creepy after what i had said on friday....but you know what the moral of the story is?
SHE WAS STILL A b****.