You're not on my list anymore, since I realized you had me blocked.
See, I remove people from my list and have my prefs so that they have to be on in order to communicate. It's the polite way of blocking.
And I couldn't possibly add you back, with that weird hacker-style name you use.
You'll just have to accept the fact that you've lost me.
After I felt like a fool for telling iGSM "Gee, Lester is never on anymore" when he's talking to you right then.
What was it? The gay jokes? The inquiries as to what unreleased tracks you might have? Or am I just not on your level?
Honestly, it's nothing like that. I think I got a little freaked out when you kept, er, hitting on me, I suppose. At least, that's what I thought you were doing - maybe it was a miscommunication or something.
Strange, with as many gay friends as I have, I've never been hit on by one. I guess I didn't know how to deal with it.
I have an idea, then: if I piss you off just that much, then you might want to stop bringing up my name whenever you see me on this board. What triggered this was you calling me out in the one thread over on Queen 2005 tour, completely unprovoked; I figured I would try to apologize, even if you didn't accept it, just to let you know that I was sorry.
So, there it is. I'm sorry. And I'm back, even if you don't want me back.
Lovely. Enjoy yourself.
I keep mentioning you because it's fun. Just as we didn't have a gay relationship, we aren't having a gay break-up either.
Okay, I forgive you. Deep down inside I wish you were dead, but I'll take the high road and let it go.