You know, Ace, when I first met you back in NYC in January of last uear, I thought to myself “This is one cool guy. And cool, he named himself after a powerful card!” I hadn’t yet seen a post of yours on the board, but I figured the posts would match the person.
And then I saw a post of yours and … I felt betrayed. I never thought the kind of bullshit you spewed not a month after (if memory serves) that fest could come from you. “Do I remember his name? Maybe it wasn’t spelled quite like that?” But the location matched and nobody came in to say “Just in case anyone was wondering, I’m the guy y’all met at NYCFest. This guy is just … something else.” And so I thought to myself “If anyone ever asked the question ‘Who did you never expect would turn out like that?’ I sadly now have an answer.”
Man. Talk about being wrong about someone’s character. Whoever came up with your nickname had the goods, let me tell you. You’re not the cool guy I met at NYCFest. I don’t know much what you are now except something really … icky. Every time I see a post of yours I think to myself “He’s realized what an asshole he was and he’s going to apologize.”
Every time I am sadly disappointed. I’d love to see the guy I met first in person (as opposed to so many people I met first on the boards and then at fests) posting here. Because honey, you ain’t it. I hope you will be someday. But until that time, you’re not worth mine.
One final note. MPSIMS is where (self)masturbatory posts such as:
"Dear Penthouse Forum,
I never thought a goat, two bisexual men and a cadillac belonged in anything other than a punchline. But last night, I found out the other place they belong…"
go.
As your entire OP is self-masturbatory (and honey, if you’re going to stroke your ego THAT much, use some lube. You’re starting to get blisters you-know-where), the only thing keeping it from belonging in MPSIMS is that you “disguise” it under an “I hath been wronged, and my cohorts as well! Moderator, where doth one go to seek redress for these grievances? I am most irked by the pithy, unnecessary and altogether uncouth behavior of these rapscallions. Come, Eduardo, unpack my suitcase in yonder bureau; we shall be here quite some time, I am afraid” air.
You weren’t wronged. You Are Wrong.
Thank you, and feel free to fucko off anytime soon.