Wow I stumbled across an old conversation from back when I was a baby Rear Admiral in SF in 2002.
<RHC-Taurus> hey jesse
<RHC-Taurus> kiss my ***
<RHC-Taurus> if i ever see u in a game
<RHC-Taurus> im ****in u up
<[SF]RA_Jesse> uhm...
<[SF]RA_Jesse> come again?
<RHC-Taurus> well jesse, when someone disses u, ur supposed to diss them back
<[SF]RA_Jesse> That would be immature and in violation of SF's CoC.
This is proof that I once took rules and regulations seriously. This from from the old, dark days before women and booze. But today.... my response would have been something like this:
<[FC]FA_Jesse> My Dear Taurus. Thank you for your intellectual comments and original threats. Once I reach the bottom of my holy whiskey bottle, I intend to gracefully hurl it at you, then with the utmost care proceed to drunk smash your empty head into a tray of used syringes, rusty nails, and broken whiskey bottle glass. Then I am going to have victory sex with your sister over the ashes of your dead clan. Consider this the formal wording of FC's declaration of war.
But that's just me. How has time changed you?
