I'm not typically one to make public news posts, however I notice that
I'm referred to as "Fling of the century". At first I couldn't help but
feel a bit proud. I am THE fling of the century apparently. Visions of
this flooded my mind. Young Domatus sitting there sneering in disgust as
his lover whimpers my name. I'm sorry, it's not my fault that your
girlfriend might have uttered my name a few times during your attempt at
procreation. Then, as I sat here thinking a bit harder about this, my
feeling of pride somewhat diminished as I come to the realization that
perhaps it's not that at all. Maybe YOU think I'm such a worthy fling.
The idea of this makes me feel a bit disturbed honestly. I apologize if
at any point you conceived the idea that I was game for a little
swashbuckling with a micro..... with.. nevermind. The point is, I'm
sorry I'm not down for this sort of thing. So, please stop thinking
about flings with me, sir.


Sincerely, Fling of the Century.

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Lupar, in the year 620 AF.