I'm so scared

I didn't address this earlier, because, well I have a life and I'm not on here 24/7 like some people. I check my tags once in a while for the same reason hood does, strictly for entertainment. However, since your "witty" repetoire of "poser, fatty," and "street fight" has detoriated to simple retard posts like "give it up" and "you're just jealous", the tag is gone for now.

Let me ask you what do I have to be jealous or sacred of? Nothing. I've ignored losers like you my entire life. Am I actually supposed to be scared of winy, pimply, little, pasty skin brats that have absolutely nothing better to do than console themselves with other bullied, picked on and basically social invalids on IRC chats and sites that are as incredibly racist as they are wack? If I saw you on the street, you'd either run, go across the street, or walk insanely fast with you head down and looking at your shoes. So stop all you big man claims, it makes you look even more foolish.

Now, I have no need to explain myself, but I'll just drop a lil 411 for ya, surrounding your "concerns". Fatty: hahaha, doh! U think this is new? It's all over my site, it's in half my names. Is that a diss? The fact is, I'm still big and I can whoop your ass any day. Poser: Oh really now? What am I posing as? A Caribbean who talks with slang? Oh wait I am, except it's not slang to me, that is how I speak. Well then how come you're not speaking like that now? I'm also literate, unlike you dumb fucks. Is that why I'm a poser, because I can speak well and I'm a programmer? Well, then you are even more ignorant than I thought. The computer is used as a tool to make money. It's your guys life, and you can't even do that right, you're just a bunch of tools. So am I still a poser for being what I was born, or as Hood said, am I an unoriginal poser for "being like 1/3rd of the young north american population, makes you original? With hundreds of millions of goths around you, you must feel pretty original huh? I know I would...."

As for street fight: come check me and and my peoples and see if you reconsider. I never knew a keyboard, no sun and no life made you tough. Wow, that's impressive.

Now I'm going to work, that's what grown folks do. Thanks for my lil entertaining week, it was nice night cap and morning appetizer to a week full of parties, shows, clubs and the daily doses of life. By the way, I bet you creamed your pants in high anticipation with every reference that may or may not have regarded you. OMG OMG OMG he talked about me, what a looooser. Uh huh yeah. Regularly scheduled programming will continue when I have another 10 minutes to spare.