I bet you think this blog is about you.
Hey Troll. Dickless doubledim, or whatever you're pretending to be today. Take note, I do not spend my days wondering what you're going to do next. You will act as expected, you always do. When I am not writing something specifically addressed to you I am not thinking about you at all. You don't matter.
What are you thinking now? You are sneering to yourself and thinking 'Oh yes I do. The fact that he's writing this proves I'm getting to him'. You will be poised to post a comment to that effect.
You made your mindset clear with your last comment, in which you believed that my random thoughts were there to bait you. In fact, you took the bait a long time ago. You're here, aren't you? You're on the hook already and well on the way to the keep-net.
You will attempt to force me to shut down comments and try to get me to react. You've missed the point. I don't want you to go away. I enjoyed the time Dirty European Socialist tried his games here and I look forward to our games. DES used to at least try to advance an argument in between his tirades of abuse. Do you have an argument? Do you have a point? Is there any point to you at all?
Or are you simply a foul-mouthed boor who enjoys being despised and scoffed at?
Let's find out. Let the game commence. My first move begins now. I already know how you will react but I'm going to enjoy watching you do it anyway.