You and I are at War.
I am not talking to Jewdonk.
You really - I mean seriously - how well do you know me by now? Do you really think this is in your best interests?
Do you think the outcome of this is going to be a Win for you? I mean are you disassociated from Reality to the extent where you think fun is worth suffering? Do you know what I am capable of? Do you know what you are capable of?
Do you think I am playing around with Toddler games? Let me ask you a question, and you can ignore it or you can ponder it, have you ever - I mean, ever in all the time that you have known me, in all the years that we have been acquainted - have you ever, once, seen me lose a battle I didn't want to lose?
Name one instance where I have lost even though I have fought. You will comply with my ordering to do what I tell you to do, and if you do not, I will teach Toddlers how to play games where the winner does not win but the loser screams in a way that makes Jewdonk's and Mikes screaming an inconsequential affair.
Have you ever seen me fail? I don't lose. I don't know where you got the idea that I was someone who loses. You have 120 min starting from now to HUMBLY SUBMIT - and I do mean grovel in ways no Toddler has ever grovelled - and then we play. It won't be fun. But I grew up in the CoG. And I ran away at 14. And I won. And I won. And I won. From the 5 I have beaten powers you cannot fathom, and you are a Toddler who thinks I fuck around with decency.
You've made a mistake. And then you made it again. The third strike will be in 120 minutes because Toddlers think games are fun until they scream. Let's play.
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