Tell me about the times you got off a revenge gloat so I'll feel better

In My Humble Opinion
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I play an online strategy game called Norron, where each player is a hero of a Norse god. This Age, I played an Archmage of Frigg and this Thor paladin kept invading me all game. Thor heroes get increased offense, which enables them to invade like crazy at the beginning of the Age, and they’re also able to invade with just their heroes, no armies, and no spy reports. But, they eventually fizzle out. I was playing defensive, and I finally got to a point where I was able to repel his attacks. He hit me a couple of times and failed.

So, I gloated to him about it, called him a Thor Whore, told him he might have to actually use BRAINS from now on, and that he’d never be able to catch me. Well, now he finally did :smack:, and I don’t like the taste of humble pie. I eat it way too much.

So tell me how you managed to get off Revenge Gloats successfully so I can live vicariously through you.

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I could probably tell you a bunch, but I have to go all the way back to sixth grade for the one I still savor like a fine whine.

Calling someone a dog is an insult. It’s basically calling them ugly. “She’s a real dog” is an impolite way of saying that she probably won’t grace the cover of Cosmo anytime soon.

In sixth grade, I didn’t get along with my classmates very well. I was the picked on kid. This one girl, Janet, was especially bad. “Total bitch” doesn’t really convey what a total bitch she was.

So anyway, one day another kid brought his dog in for show and tell. After he was done, everyone had a great time playing with it. I called it over and it came right up to me. Janet remarked “They always go to their own kind.” Ooh, she totally pwned me good! Well, she would have, had the dog not interpreted it as “Here boy!”