Spare me the saccharine psychodrama.
When I first “met” you, I liked you because I figured that anyone who liked goats had to be a good person.
After that first public exchange, just imagine my surprise when FReepers I’d never even *heard* of, let alone knew, flooded my mailbox with warnings to not trust you.
They even mentioned your preferred technique of “telling sad stories” to gain pity [and a respite from the public beatings] when you fully intended to stab the one who felt sorry for you in the back again, at the first opportunity.
Silly me.
I didn’t believe them.
But then, I started seeing that some FReepers have “like/don’t like lists” on their ‘about me’ pages and *you* show up on those list with alarming frequency, generally in a column that’s titled something along the lines of “untrustworthy”/”crazy”/”evil”/”backstabber”, etc etc.
Truth be told, I wouldn’t bet $5 on your ‘dog story’, now.
If it is true, I am sorry but frankly, I have good cause to distrust everything you’ve ever said.
That many people, utterly unconnected save membership on this board, having *your* name on what amounts to “BEWARE! EVIL!” lists makes me suspect that there’s a good chance they all know you better than I do.
FYI, I would rather be superficially judged a “slimy little creature” and have the one judging me be wrong than to be a poster who picks some “sweet little old lady name” when in reality, they are more like unto Lucifer, posing as an angel of light, just waiting to lure in and slash the next trusting fool who comes along.
You cried on my shoulder and then shanked me mere minutes later and yet are offended by “the likes of *me*”?
That’s unintentionally hilarious.
Perhaps my posts “bore you” because they’re written with a steady hand, guided by a sober mind.
It will be a delight to skip your insipid, inebriated ravings...*except* when you ~refer~ to me in one of your little mutual masturbation/”third person” conferences.
I will ignore you gladly but if you do not absolutely return the same, the blades come out.
Your choice, “granny”.
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The damned Ulster Scots/Irish, anywhere they go a fight is soon to follow.
What a brawlin' bunch ye are. ;^{)