Wow. I really hurt you the last time you called, begging for mercy because you be done wrong. Yet another snivelling victim. Weak of mind, body and spirit.
Living in the past.
Got a job yet? A home?
I actually hope you do. Despite your cruel words, I don’t dislike you. Not even close. But you were always a victim.
I am both sane (too much so, it would seem, for this loony world) and happy.
Call and I will once again attempt to right your ship, friend.
Otherwise, best of luck.
You are truly nuts. Money is not a problem and I am hardly a victim of anything. While life has passed you by (you go home to an empty place, watch tv, and jerk off online), the rest of us grew up. Thanks for offering to right my ship, lol. I imagine your solution to everything is to read Mein Kampf, and order blow up dolls.
You are the victim Fartress. A victim of immigration, a victim of multiculturalism, a victim of the death of print media, a victim of women, a victim of genetics, a victim of homosexuals, a victim of this cruel world... It never ends. Welcome to life Rob.