Really, the only way possible to sum up what you come off as is a cocky son of a bitch. Even discribing you as plain arrogant adds to much of a dignified sound to it.
Oh, woe be unto me! For Doom's barbed words do sting, and pierce my thick hide like arrows! My ivory tower has been toppled. Oh, the pain...the pain of it all...
How about that? Sarcastic enough for you? It's of the heavy-handed variety that I know you prefer.
You can sit there and stamp your feet, and shake your fist, and call me all the names you want. It's nothing I haven't heard before. If I didn't loose sleep over such behavior as a child, don't expect me to now. In fact, go nuts if it makes you feel better. Nothing inflates my ego as much as having someone pay as much attention, good or bad, to me as you are. Sorry, that wasn't too cocky, was it? I can never tell.
You don't get it, do you? There are still some kinds of societal rules here. Just because we can't see your face doesn't mean you can act like you own the site.
And yet, I do. You know, I'll bet that if I could, I'd even strut about the place.
You see, I've never needed to invest any of myself to dealing with such an ignoramus as yourself while on any forum the internet has to offer. Quite frankly, you are the rudest person I've ever met online, including the ingame chatroom from the days of Bungie.net. I've been hoping that by pointing it out to you, you'd get over it, but unfortunately, it seems that you're far too thick-headed to get the picture.
I don't know what to tell you Doom. These powers of agitation you, for some reason, seem determined to project on me just brings the haughtiness right out of me.
Well, this was fun. We should really do this again sometime.
-Phil
the cock of the walk
