Pure Poetry: The Wife Of ChaCha’s Creator Accuses Him Of Cheating On Her And Goes Off On Twitter
Before I get to the tweets of beautiful poetry that VeeVee Jones tweeted last night, let me give your ass some background. 53-year-old Scott Jones (pictured with Vee above) is the creator of the search engine ChaCha and The Daily Mail says that he’s worth around $150 million and lives in a huge estate in Carmel, Indiana. A few years ago, Scott Jones met professional poker player (A POKAH PLAYA!) VeeVee on Match.com. VeeVee writes on her site that a month after they met in person, she got knocked up with her first kid and his fourth kid. A month before she gave birth to their baby, he passed his dick to a side piece. Just when VeeVee was about to leave Scott, he was diagnosed with cancer. She stayed, they worked through their shit and she became his third wife on 11/11/11. VeeVee got pregnant last summer and a few months into her pregnancy, she found out that Scott was dicking Renee Larr, a married PR assistant at his company. And that brings us to last night when VeeVee called out Scott and Renee on Twitter and dropped many priceless lines like, “If only her husband knew that every kiss he gave her, he was tasting my husband’s deposits.”
VeeVee claims that her husband, or someone who works for her husband, deleted most of her Twitter rant, but Valleywag and The Daily Dot copied some of them.
You blew him for a michael khors bag? Bitch I would’ve got you a MK bag just to leave us be… Jeeesh
Hey anyone else want a piece of my husband get in line. Hoes would fuck for a cheap handbag. Isn’t that prostitution? Man at least a birkin.
Ruff ruff. Wonder if your husband knows? That you blow your boss? And then kiss him afterwards? You’re trifling good for nothing.
Goddamnit she’s so ugly it makes me feel ugly lol
He calls me bipolar when I call him a cheater pumpkin water :-/ go figure
While I’m pregnant with his 5th baby, named after him, to save our marriage. He screws that ugly dog :-/ I’m so hurt & this is venting
Don’t feel bad for me people… Apparently I can buy anything I want… But love just wasn’t for sale :-/
I think he has a sexual addiction. He’s like a dog. And his natural green herbs helps him like my natural greens help me with my problems.
What do you call a man marry a ghetto chic from Philly without a prenup & cheats on her? FUCKED That’s what you should call him :-/
And VeeVee wasn’t done. She dropped this on her site last night:
Abandoned me while I was pregnant during the holidays, puking 6 times a day and opening up my company to save our home… Having a baby to save our marriage. He decides to fuck this dog :-/
Ugly ass dog, her body is even funny looking along with her face. I thought at least a butter face, but this bitch was ugly throughout.
Then this morning, VeeVee’s rage turned into sadness:
I’m dying inside if you don’t know already… It’s killing me.
I’m hurt and pissed off… But will always want him in my life. Six years together, and he fucked up once… The whole entire 6 years wasn’t bad. We will always be together…
Maybe not as husband and wife, but he’ll always be my best friend.
Scott Jones hasn’t said anything about this on Twitter and I’m with him, I don’t know what to say. My mouth opened at “You blew him for a michaelk khors bag,” the popcorn went in at “Man at least a birkin,” I fell into the coffin at “trifling good for nothing,” I closed the coffin door at, “cheater pumpkin water” and I declared VeeVee my new hero at, “FUCKED that’s what you should call him.”
And I was about to laugh at Renee Larr for sucking dick for a bag she can get at T.J. Maxx, but then I remembered that I’ve done a lot more (no comment) for a lot less (zero MK bags).