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Smartypants
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Mr Reotin.
Thank you for visiting us albs down in DF, this night. Also thank you for stealthing around and ganking us tiny greys, and deliberately waiting until we were fighting a mob, before you stepped up and gave a display of your impressive fighting skills.
I'm sure the single RP you got from me gave you great satisfaction, and that the fight itself was a source of conciderable excitment to you. It must be thrilling to take on a challenging grey con, one-shot, run away, stealth, and then return to repeat your daring feat again.
You sir, are a pimple on the arse of humanity. I sincerely hope that the first thing that greets you tomorrow morning, when you step outside, is a particularly moist specimen of bird dropping, and that this bird excretion hits you squarely in the face. Preferably in the eye, so that it can then slowly continue down to your mouth and, hopefully, trickle in between your lips.
I further hope that your ISP goes out of business, that your harddrive crashes violently and irrevocably, that your toilet is flooded, and, finally, that the next girl you manage to pick up turns out to be a transvestite.
Thank you and have a good night.
Thank you for visiting us albs down in DF, this night. Also thank you for stealthing around and ganking us tiny greys, and deliberately waiting until we were fighting a mob, before you stepped up and gave a display of your impressive fighting skills.
I'm sure the single RP you got from me gave you great satisfaction, and that the fight itself was a source of conciderable excitment to you. It must be thrilling to take on a challenging grey con, one-shot, run away, stealth, and then return to repeat your daring feat again.
You sir, are a pimple on the arse of humanity. I sincerely hope that the first thing that greets you tomorrow morning, when you step outside, is a particularly moist specimen of bird dropping, and that this bird excretion hits you squarely in the face. Preferably in the eye, so that it can then slowly continue down to your mouth and, hopefully, trickle in between your lips.
I further hope that your ISP goes out of business, that your harddrive crashes violently and irrevocably, that your toilet is flooded, and, finally, that the next girl you manage to pick up turns out to be a transvestite.
Thank you and have a good night.