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Dear Certain Friends,
I like swords. You like swords. Swords are totally badass and fun and go shing when you hit them together. Maybe you once learned about few things about how to swing one. That's totally cool. I did too.
But what's not cool at all is that you turn into arrogant bastards at the sight of one. No one was asking you to coach, cause uh, we seem to be managing just fine without you. So you don't think I'm holding it right. Fantastic. And you totally need to stop everything and show us this supercool move you once saw in a movie. I don't care. Shut up.
I realize you have a super exclusive black-belt in Swords from the Europe School of Badassery, which I hear they only even teach to the mightiest of masters. But you're missing the point. Broadswords are supposed to be fun. The bottom line is you are thoroughly ruining my good time and I'm holding a big metal thing. So knock it off.
Stab stab stab,
Elina
I like swords. You like swords. Swords are totally badass and fun and go shing when you hit them together. Maybe you once learned about few things about how to swing one. That's totally cool. I did too.
But what's not cool at all is that you turn into arrogant bastards at the sight of one. No one was asking you to coach, cause uh, we seem to be managing just fine without you. So you don't think I'm holding it right. Fantastic. And you totally need to stop everything and show us this supercool move you once saw in a movie. I don't care. Shut up.
I realize you have a super exclusive black-belt in Swords from the Europe School of Badassery, which I hear they only even teach to the mightiest of masters. But you're missing the point. Broadswords are supposed to be fun. The bottom line is you are thoroughly ruining my good time and I'm holding a big metal thing. So knock it off.
Stab stab stab,
Elina