No (actually, some) disrespect, but Iāve been deep into my history in recent weeks. Iāve been reading about things like the Ostfront and Verdun. In this heightened sense of vicarious empathy, I have little to no time for upset people on the Internet, save upsetting them further.
Fuck off Bilbo Baggins, this is the beef thread. Isnāt the point of this to joust things out verbally? You know I love that and you showing yourself as a weasel a few years ago and ever since gives me an adversey but this isnāt my fight. Call TMO a mush and complete your destiny.
Look mush, I might have bothered trying to explain that I wasnāt the imagined fantasy some twat had dreamed up on the Internet back in my TSW days.
This is Sotonians, baby. We meet in pubs. Iāve drunk for literal days with many of the fuckers on this forum, added all up.
And they wonāt get upset at me referring to them as that, because they know itās not coming from a bad place.
Iām not bothering to explain the vast differences between someoneās remote Internet assessment and reality, partially because I canāt be arsed, but mostly because I donāt fucking have to.
Upgrade your Sotonians experience by buying a drink in a pub at a participating venue.
I was taking the piss when I said verbal jousting - does that sound like me?
got bored. You can weasel out of answering TMO but you are not dragging me into another argument with you where you go into relentless megaspastic barry mode posting for hours.
Another zinger from Chertsā upcoming opus, āWhy people treat me seriously as an Internet debating forceā. Out in September. At no good book stores.