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[ethrosdemon]

I had one of those ridiculous days today. The kind where your essential nature as a pedant is overcome by your inability to give enough of a fuck to even mention how stupid someone/something is. You know what I mean, when someone is trivially SO WRONG and how *exactly* they're wrong is SO CLEAR that it's almost a farce, but it's just not worth your

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[elizardbits]

you're essential nature as a pedant

I think you mean YOUR.

[ethrosdemon]

Your such a dick.

[elizardbits]

I pranced an especially obnoxious prance both before and after leaving that comment.

[ethrosdemon]

Of course I felt bad for not asking the dude what was wrong. If only it hadn't been 85 and I hadn't been wearing black, I might have ended up standing on the tarmac listening to the story of woe and horror of some dude who just backed into my car.

Thank god for the weather.

[ethrosdemon]

Yes, you made my point for me.

[ethrosdemon]

Why thank you, my friend!

I think by the end of this year I'll be popping valium like baby aspirin.

[kita0610]

Kassie.

AMERICA IS North America. The rest of you do not exist.

[ethrosdemon]

I think you mean North America is AMERICA.

Why you poke me with stick, brb, sending you an email to let you know I left a comment to you.

[kita0610]

WhatEVER.

You say potato, I say be nice to me or I'll link a terrorist to your GPS satellite.

[ethrosdemon]

Echalon already tracks me, are you kidding? My google cache alone would damn me, but I say "bomb" on the phone all the time. I have I running gag in chat where I say hi to Mark the fbi dude who has to read my online content.

[embroiderama]

There's clearly something wrong with me because your story of the accident with the distraught guy made me think it would make a great setup for a fic. *facepalms*

[ethrosdemon]

hahahaha Yeah, what is wrong with you is the internet.