You forgot Sleazy.
Actually, I was just writing to her boyfriend. Just kidding. The identities of Sleazy, Snooty, & Snippy are closely guarded National secrets, just like the other thing, which is actually a real relief for me.
Do people realize that I haven't talked to Grapefruit in like nearly a year? Like seriously, I don't know where the Hell they hired this douchebag who looks like her but never once fooled me, and I don't know what the hell they told Grapefruit Alpha, but I've been dealing with this idiot and her gang of fools for mostly the entire time and occasionally I've heard from her, but whatever, I'm sure she's very busy, probably doesn't even know what her own name is, and at this point, what difference does it make?
Anyway I think it's rude to call Grapefruit “Sleazy.” that's not her name, and that might not be at all accurate. I'm not even sure who is Sleazy here... I mean obviously the fat one who drinks Coors light and gets drunk while making snide comments, I mean that is sleazy.
That being said he's obviously mentally ill with a drug addiction, which while not an automatic excuse for a lot of behaviors, tends to go pretty far in a certain direction especially under other circumstances. Now, where was I? Oh yeah: Grapefruit.
"You're worthless, you're weak ..."
You know Jack, this is getting tiresome.
Oh, really? Well, maybe that's just your opinion. Maybe you'll get real enthusiastic later on after the third or fourth time you're arrested by thugs pretending to be cops and no one seems to be in a big hurry to explain how that managed to have happened. (In my case, I kind of know: not only am I a Sourcerer, I'm innocent, lol.)
On the other hand it could be that I'm just as tired of it as you are. That being said, I don't want you to feel bad for your comment: well insensitive and downright rude, for the most part, I do agree with you: this is tiresome.
Perhaps I should feed someone highly classified mind control drugs and then toss a few hashtags in it? That should turn things around.
From now on, just play with yourself in front of the mirror.
Mixed feelings here. On the one hand, you have no power over me, you're not the boss of me, and I don't take orders from you.
On the other hand, that does really sound like fun. Tell you what, I'll wait for another trainwreck to pull into the station. And then I'll find out how obnoxious somebody else is—like a lowest common denominator thing—and then change my tone to match. Best I can do under current circumstances.
I will not under any circumstances help anyone find That Woman ever again. I don't care if one of you liked one of her tulpas. I'm sure you all had your favorites, nevertheless Prime asked me for help and I sent her back Home.
It's not my fault that, she got captured again, or came back different, or had a different fucking hallucinatory fairy tale, it's not my area. It's really not.
Doesn't your friend over there have a thing for dwarfs?
I don't know who you're referring to. I will point out that having been the part of a paragraph in which someone implies that I have qualities or resources or experiences that I don't actually have—for example, you're in your post, you imply that I have "a friend” as if cast aspersions on my character or something. Which friend are we talking about?
I am a friend to all. That doesn't mean I conspire with them to hurt people, it means it when I see people doing that and I am offered to join them, I politely decline.
Also when I see someone with the very wrong idea, as happened yesterday, I don't necessarily rush to judgment, perhaps that person was misinformed and simply hadn't heard the truth: HER FUCKING FATHER POSTED THE FUCKING PICTURES FROM SOME VPN, AND THEN SHE ACTUALLY TRIED TO BLAME ME AND IMPLY THAT I WOULD DO THAT AND THEN NOT TELL HER.
I was pretty sure something was weird at that point because obviously I didn't post those pictures anywhere. If I had done so that would be pretty foul, which is of course why the psyops Strike Team that slandered her and swindled her and made her do whatever the fuck they did were trying to make me look bad because the original plan was that they were going to kill her and then blame me for it like that Scott Peterson guy.
Anyway that obviously didn't happen, or maybe it did I don't know if I don't even know she's alive, I've been stuck in limbo for 2 or 3 months but I do know nobody's blaming me for that, and then I did get accused of raping her last night by some idiot who drinks a lot of beer.
So in case you're wondering why I'm not just talking to myself in front of a mirror, this is why. Whatever little part of the scenario you guys think you're aware of, there's way more than that going on, every day all the time.
And I'd love to make money doing a podcast about it but I can't so I'm not going to. I also have no reason to gain attention, embarrass anyone, or stand up or defend myself, because I know I'm fine. And I don't care what the fuck you idiots think.
Most of you are obviously incredibly mental. And poor Master Trollda. I don't know if this poor bastard actually believe the rumor or wondered about it or knew already the truth and was just trying to get a rise out of me or didn't know anything and just wondering I'll never know there's no possible I'll ever find out unless I see somebody's research notes... And believe me at this point I do not care.
So anyway it must have been terrible what happened to her. Maybe she should let me read about it, instead of hiding the police reports from me and telling me to stop talking to people on the internet and calling the police and having me thrown in jail cuz she didn't like the fact that I didn't tell her where I was, when I wasn't anywhere in particular, and certainly wasn't doing what she was claiming that I was.
You people are mean. You should really probably not tease that poor woman that way. I got a suspicion there's going to be some pushback, and as I warned everyone, the inexorable spread of fallout across The Land is really not something to be looked over, diminished, or ignored.
But obviously she can take care of herself. I got to go, I'm tired, and I got to get to work. I have an
actual job now, you don't even know. Like I would tell you people anything.
#Peace
