In the morning, after you’ve sobered up somewhat ... pecking desperately at the keyboard searching for relevance in replies. You’ll find you’re still an insignificant wanting little worm. Chapter after chapter still filled with rejection *sigh*tear*
That’s when the delusions of grandeur become more frantic. Over compensation becomes misguided obsession begging. And yet again no buyers for the pathetic peddling. The fire sale unsuccessful for desperation must be frustrating for you.
Hmm.
You really started getting riled up when I called Sayoc a crazed steroid injecting meathead living in a van...
I was getting close right? Right?
You conspiracy theorists get your ideas from movies...and you got REALLY riled up when I mentioned the Umbrella Corporation.
You think it’s zombies. Sayoc was injecting himself with steroids that were mixed with something that turned him into a zombie and under the control of Deep State.
Otherwise you believe he would never betray Trump and mail bombs around to make him look bad unless he was being controlled.
By Deep State. Through steroids delivered by Dan Marino that he would accept without question.