It'd be nice if you could take at least one conversations seriously.
You derail every thread you post in, which seems to be all of them.
It'd be nice if you could take at least one conversations seriously.
You derail every thread you post in, which seems to be all of them.
Pretty sure you derailed it this time, I was responding to Med's critique of the poem.
You meanwhile in a topic about poetry you tried to change the topic to being about me, lazily, by asking me to do it for you and talking about contributions to society or whatever. Kinda weird.
Just take the L so we can go back on topic.
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6/27/2023 1:35:48 PM
It'd be nice if you could take at least one conversations seriously.
You derail every thread you post in, which seems to be all of them.
Pretty sure you derailed it this time, I was responding to Med's critique of the poem.
You meanwhile in a topic about poetry you tried to change the topic to being about me, lazily, by asking me to do it for you and talking about contributions to society or whatever. Kinda weird.
Just take the L so we can go back on topic.
So you may have been on topic in your mind when you called me sicker than a poet or whatever, but you were in the process of intentionally derailing the thread already. Was a pretty unneeded unrelated comment. I’ll admit med started the derailment.
(Please I've got a fucking family)
Don't worry, I'll make a trip to your house.
Hey, remember ME?
Your lampoon isn’t funny
Burn your house down bitch I'm an arsonist
Stomping on his neck, guess I'm not the one they're barking with
Witness protection, the smell of dried blood
I'm laughing in the courtroom, your body's in the mud
Now bitch stomp, stomp till his neck break
It's a manhunt, it's a manhunt
If you've got guns then follow me
It's "guess I'm not the one to bargin with"
"Barking with" doesn't make any sense.
"Pick em off til they're dead like one, two, three"
(Please I've got a fucking family)
Don't worry, I'll make a trip to your house.
First name Jerry, last name Jones
Went to his house at Cleveland road
Knocked on the door got no reply,
Jerry didn't know he was gonna die
Hey
Jerry
, remember ME?
This is now funny because neither is working, both are collecting SSI and they are now chummy. Nate asks if I’m “jealous” of the attentions that Chapo newly bestows on him.