Glutton for punishment that I am I just scanned the cod-pynchon-with-a-mild-concussion that is your latest sikk burn opus. Tbh I don't believe a word of the 'death threat' story.
I think it's something you made up in an attempt to make us feel bad for taking the piss out of you and now it's a story you have to stick to. Perhaps you've even convinced yourself it happened by now.
The caricature you paint of me is pretty funny, considering what the reality is. Such insecure projection.
And that's what all this blather boils down to doesn't it? Insecurity and fear. You realise I'm not some king/Idol with faithful accolytes in chat right? I get it in the neck way worse than you manage. People who actually know how to press your buttons. You have to be pretty thick skinned, though it's all in fun and games. #classicbantz
Unfortunately judging by the way you react to even the slightest ribbing, I suspect you resemble an Alex Grey painting irl.
I've sent you an invite many times. So has Herr Jan. You went from making excuses "I've got mates around" to just ignoring us now. The aim was just to sort out this misundrstanding in an honest conversation in realtime. But I suspect you're too scared if you can't consult a theasaurus and pre-plan paragraphs of awful sub-literary wank first.