GREAT OFFENSE

Ask around, champ. You're the one who is noted for having a homosexual obsession, not me. People frequently rag you about how much you reference gay acts, right?

Yeah, that's the claim I meant. I have no idea what you think you're talking about and I'm guessing that no one else does either. Explain what you think you're referencing.

Yes, actually. Remember that I was trying to set up something at a boxing or MMA place, but you kept avoiding that and insisting that you just wanted to do a street fight. Then you escalated the rhetoric from there by talking about how you dreamed about killing me. I figured you were just trying to get out of the situation without having to prove yourself, but the possibility of you really being a homicidal lunatic was genuinely scary. Of the two of us, I'm the one who proved that I will settle beef with someone by fighting. As far as any of us know, you're all talk. But whether you intended to avoid the fight by talking about killing me or you're really a sociopath (your posting history continues to have me believe the latter), it was no longer about two guys settling their issues.

Not just that. You talked about how much you "liked" me and how I was good for the board. You would often jump in to defend me when I wasn't around. I get why you felt betrayed later on, but I'm not the type of person who will side with people for personal reasons. Anyone who argues something wrong and won't let it go will get grief from me about it. That obviously hurt you deeply because it completely changed how you posted about me before then to the way you've posted about me since. But it also proves that your claims about me are nothing more than your hurt pride, and have nothing to do with reality.

It wasn't, though. You're the one who brought up Cam when B&B and I were criticizing Shula. You're mentally unstable, Purr. You can't remember things that actually happened versus things that are just in your mind. Hell, you didn't even remember that you attacked strat in chat, insisting that you didn't only for him to confirm that you had. You also insisted that Carolina didn't run more than three deep routes when that was contradicted by quotes from Steve Smith and others. Did you have some really hard drug use in your past? That could explain why your grasp on reality is so slippery.

 

We're cool, Purrs. I was only ever pissed at the events on the field.

 

Purr didn't realize I was Walter White. He clearly didn't know who he was talking to, even though I tried to clue him in.

 

Yeah, it was obvious. We all know that Purr is really, really, really mentally unstable, but if he can't even remember events from hours before then that's taking it to a different level. I brought up heavy drug use because I've seen some people who ruined their brains with that and show similar struggles in differentiating between reality and their imagination.

 

Purr just gets overly worked up on gameday for example nearly everytime the team gets down more than one score he claims it's worse than the 1-15 bunch.

I'm actually amazed he doesn't just smash the keyboard into pieces every halftime.

 

I still believe you're good for the board, as long as you don't go crazy, digging up posts and try to make each argument a battle of attrition rather than stay on subject. You've driven a lot of people away with that, and it's unfortunate.

I stand my ground though...if someone walks, they walk. I don't believe in banning. And Collin, for a long time I did like you. I still don't dislike you...I just think you're too much into your persona now, and you've lost what made you a compelling poster years ago.

Listen, I'll say this and leave it at this about the fight. Never did I say I dreamt about "killing" you. Never. You wanted a strictly "boxing" match. That's dumb. It was dumb then, it's dumb now. I'm not a boxer, and with the propensity you have for running your mouth, there was NO WAY I was going to risk you getting a KO on me when all I'd have to do is shoot low and ground and pound your face into hamburger.

ALL I ASKED FOR....was for you to sign a contract, but you stubbornly refused to do that.

I'm in my mid thirties now, I'm not the fast fucking bastard I was then in my twenties, blowing fools up anymore. I've got a bum knee and a bad back. But if you want to test me, brother, I'm still game. While I would be embarrassed to say that I've met and fought over a message board (I was a moron back then who wanted to fight anyone) I would do it. I would do it because honestly, I doubt I can be beat. I really do. I'm not the biggest guy in the world, but you see, I still have a healthy fighting life. And sometimes I blow myself away with the LEVEL I can take it, and yes, I brag because

I CAN BACK IT UP.

So dude, if you want to say I'm full of hot air, come test the waters.

I won't put you in a wheelchair, I can assure you I wont be all fucking sadistic like I was a long time ago. But it won't be a boxing match, and you will regret it on a level in which you have no fucking clue. Is that shit talk? COme find out, my brotha.

If you want to, I will put it in the contract that the only thing I can and will attempt on you, is stand up and a single fucking kneebar.

If not, then I'm willing to let all this shit die, and resume talking about Panthers again.

I haven't the patience anymore....I can't argue as much as I used to, bro. I just can't. If it's a battle of wills to see who can last the longest, you'll win from now on.

 

I've seen Purr lose his mind when we have a three possession lead and the opponent gets a field goal.

 

Well I gave you more credit I think than you clearly deserved. You were clearly dumber than I ever fucking imagined, because all that "at least I dont this, and at least I dont that" was on the level of a three year old.

I guess you're just a fucking clown. I'm sorry I ever gave you the benefit of the doubt.

It won't happen again. (shrug)


Strat - it's cool, my brotha. I guess my definition of "going after someone" is different, but clearly I guess I can be too....I don't know...aggressive I suppose. I'm willing to try and tone it back a bit. No worries my friend.

 

Do you know how much I make a year? Even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me.