I apologize, but maybe you weren't aware that the abilities of one
person doesn't represent another. There was no irony in my calling you
out as the inept pansy you are, considering I did so long before you
fought my 'pal'.

I take it the feces lining your bunghole have become rather dry and
crusty, since you've had your opportunity and failed, just as I said you
would. Don't make threats that you can't make good on.

Also, since you don't ever tired of hearing yourself talk, you can
listen to your head talk for you, since it never seems to shut up
either. It's at the West Gate for your convience, since I know i won't
ever see you outside again.

-Sunshine

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Ios, in the year 424 MA.