The depths of your childishness is astounding.

This is beginning to be quite disconcerting. I put you on etells, you start flooding me with messages. I ask you to stop, you persist. I ask for Divine intervention, you circumvent that with irrelevant posts. Find someting better to do with yourself than drag me into matters that I have not the least bit of concern for. I would be flattered with your obssession for me if you weren't such a juvenile moron. For the ump-teenth time... NEVER AGAIN ADDRESS ME FOR ANY REASON, IN ANY MEDIUM.


Written by my hand on the 23rd of Midsummer, in the year 1142.