Everything you say isn't stupid because I declare it so. You don't need any assistance when it comes to saying stupid things. That's why everyone got on your case today. You've always been that way, and it's a free internet, so keep on truckin' in your self-righteous delusional ignorance. But don't expect me to stay quiet and go away, when clearly you keep trying to goad me into arguing with you. I'll be your huckleberry.

Fight! Fight! Fight!

20 bucks on not-JoH.

(Fixed)

But seriously, what's your problem, man?

I've played in a bunch of mafia games with you and I've been plenty agressive in them but I don't recall you being such a massive ass about it until now.

When I was six I blew up my backyard in an attempt to take out a series of interconnected hills that were part of a small super colony. Dug little trenches around them, filled the trenches with chemicals from one of our company's labs, put lightning rods in each hill and then connected the rods with copper wiring and det-cord from our mines.

Babysitter was more than a little freaked out. Newspapers reported a gas pocket explosion. My father was proud. My mother was kept in the dark...
...and the ants were rebuilding in a couple days.

The irony of Hank Pym being my favourite is not lost on me.

That may be the best analogy in the history of analogies.

I'm putting that in the claims section

I'm feeling warm and fuzzy. Can you all not ruin my mood?

Only if you promise to share said feeling
This pizza isn't giving me the same effect

That is far more impressive than all the ways I almost blew up my house growing up.

Maybe I am getting too personal. My apologies for that. Like you say, I am pretty rusty. But that doesn't mean I am mafia, just that I need to learn to let stuff bounce off me a little better.

Make love, not war. Because we're all so freaking hawt!

Is this where I confess I tried to convince Darq that video of Truff at a convention should qualify her as a Hawtness character but, no, he had to get all Siskel and Ebert on what qualifies as a movie?

(That's my attempt to make your mood stay unruined. )

You know of course you were overly argumentative in those early days when you were mafia and covering, right?

Try writing a love letter. It does wonders.

I have only played a handful of games with SL, and none of them in memory. If this is his MO, I say we hand him a stick of dynamite, sit back with some popcorn, and enjoy.