It's not just anyone making fun of anyone, it's more personal than that.
Only because you make it like that.
You know that I am a strange individual. I'm not like normal people. I find it absolutely impossible to be genuinely mad at anyone for longer than a few moments. Except John Davis. But that's only because he is a constant source of irritation. Like thrush.
You are wasting your time being mean to me. I don't take it to heart. I just end up thinking that you are the one with the problem ... mostly because I'm incredibly conceited.
I harbour no ill-feeling to you or your boyfriend. If you say something mean, I'll say something mean back. A race to the bottom. And one I will usually win because I have a good imagination, reasonable writing skills, and a total disconnect from the subject matter.
I won't tolerate Thork making fun of my boyfriend just because he's super jelly.
Super jelly of what? Two people I have never met and never will that live thousands of miles away? I'm not a basket case.
Below, a similar style post to Chessus crust
Guess the number of fucks I give? Hint; it is not greater than one.
Go on. Give just one fuck. How much would that hurt? That fuck might just be enough to stop me doing something stupid in the small hours whilst I am becoming obese on special brew lager, fapping furiously in front of two bandy-legged Thai whores negotiating a plethora of vegetables on the internet, wearing nothing but the dried urine stained boxer shorts I have not bothered to change since my thread about lizard men was closed by a mod. Your fuck would mean a lot to me.
Its just how I write sometimes. Its meant to be funny. Not personal. the more you take it personally, the more it seems I touched a raw nerve. Let it go. I'm not worth it.