Quote:
|
Originally Posted by JohnScott
Michael -
Understanding and forgiveness is a beautiful thing, and it's not just something we should receive, but it's something we have to give sometimes.
|
Isn't that noble? And kind and beautiful?
John, if you intended to play it like this, why did you get on yahoo and chat with me? You've only done it twice and both times you wanted something from me. I assume you were going to ask me to post in Grehan's blog, but I was already doing it, right? That's what friends do, John - and they don't have to be asked. So, all you had to do was say "thanks", right? Well, now I see what you were up to. You wanted me to tell this guy to go to hell so you could play the saint.
I find all this simply disgusting. If there was any justice (there isn't), this guy would be getting his ass handed to him and I would have nothing to bitch about. Instead, I'm defending myself because I have the nerve to speak the truth. Well, I'm not even remotely deterred. I've told people to go to hell with a gun to my head - and that's a fact, not some internet fantasy. I just can't abide this kind of crap, so I won't.
At the end of the day, I'm a warrior, not a politician. Screw appeasement and weak will. Screw playing nice. I piss on your conciliatory attitudes and political maneuvering.
Maybe you can all go to London and visit your buddy, hold hands, swap spit and take long walks in the park together. But you count me out.
It makes me physically nauseous, literally. There is nothing I despise more than someone that won't stand up for themselves. Then, to have the nerve to say "mellow out" and play this "forgiveness is beautiful" card after ASKING me to stand up for them. well, that's a bit much for this cowboy.
Kiss my ass, you fawning pussies. And fight your own battles, John. I'm not your pawn. Obviously, I don't appreciate the way you played me here. That was the last time, though, I guarantee it. And, you know what, John? I'm not confused about your intentions at all. You used me, plain and simple, so you could play the saint. You gutless piece of ****.
See what I mean, kids?
It's called having a spine.