Originally Posted by Fireball2
I fight you because I see right through you. I think you play the campfire like a fiddle. You and a few others. I recognize how you do it, it's a formula. It can be done, I choose not to and I find it repulsive and FAKE. I'd rather sit around a real campfire with 20 other guys that are flawed and broken than buy into your self-righteous look-at-me, I'm awesome BS. I gave you a ton of latitude after the loss of your son and you are so classless, so utterly classless, that you beat my goodwill into the ground for cheap points on the internet. I think you are a sham and a fake and have no use for you.
Dr Freud would have loved to have you as a patient.


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