I hope this is the last time I have to bring this trash here, Carleas, but I can’t promise anything. The cockroach can’t seem to keep his mouth shut.
Right, because instead of having to just listen to her ramble on all the time about Derek Jensen’s bullshit, I had to listen to her ramble on about your bullshit TOO.
YOU had never aggravated me during those years. Get that out of your head. It was your bullshit coming out of the mouth of someone I had to live with, that aggravated me. Your bullshit on the forum and your bullshit in my home. I couldn’t get away from it.
And whenever she said to me ‘Satyr was right about you!’ and stomped off somewhere, what it translated to was: I don’t like you insulting me because I make such a mess all over the apartment, don’t help with the dishes, and spend half the day staring at myself in the mirror, so I’m going to try to get under your skin by siding with some asshole at a forum to avenge myself.’
Strange how the penetrating psychological insight of the great Satyr is so lacking when it comes to a teenage girl he is infatuated with. You’ve always been an amateur.
There is nothing embarrassing. Nothing TRUE that’s embarrassing. At best you’d like to know I had a dry skin issue for couple months and used to scratch my ass all the time. I wonder if she told you that. I hope not. How embarrassing. What will I do?
And that idiot in jail eight years ago who tried to pick a fight? That guy who saw it all and told Natalie, who then reported it to you? Easy. When you want to stay out of solitary confinement, YOU DON’T FIGHT. NOT because you are afraid… because you are SMART. I’m not about to get locked in a closet because I got in a fight. I couldn’t give two shits what those idiot inmates think about me. Had any of them put their hands on me, they would quickly learn just how wrong they are.
You got that? Wanna write it down this time? Doesn’t matter. I’ll hear the same shit from you when the next batch of forum newbies come around and you try to insult me again.
But the small dick is typical; when you insult an angry teenage girl, you AUTOMATICALLY have a small dick. Funny though how she couldn’t keep her mouth shut while I was fucking her. And no, she wasn’t faking it. Her body told the truth.
But you would love to believe the lies that an angry eighteen year old girl would tell you about me, wouldn’t you? Especially after you failed in that slippery attempt to pull her away from me. That’s why you are a joke… a joke that only you and I share. You lost, you are still losing, and you will always lose when you fuck with me.
Let it go man. Nobody cares, least of all me. Or are you a masochist? You must be. These little Satyrean exercises in futility only serve to make you more of an ass than you already are. Do go on, 'cause I love it.