There’s something powerful about old, traditional insults. Something wince-inducing. You hear words like “bastard” or “pig”, and there’s strength in that, there’s character. 

Smug, elaborate Internet arguments love to write long diatribes, you see intelligent insults, you see clever turns of phrase. And those are fun to read? But they’re not the same. 

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This website doesn't matter. I've been checking the news in a frenzy for the last few days. Locally, Spain could be doing so much better; internationally, the world is on fucking fire.

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I fucking suck at DnD, and I had a very bad week.

Those two things have nothing to do with each other, but this blog is about both.

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A while ago, Fimfic user Oroboro—the one person whose description I had to edit in the Bronycon blogs, since my editors told me that I came off as Too Horny—hosted the third Sunset Shimmer contest in this very website. It was quite an event, and I wasn’t part of the judging panel, because Oroboro told me I came off as Too Horny (and then winked at me). I’m telling you about this because—listen.

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Note: For the three people who don't know already, "Ross" here refers to the Fimfic user MrNumbers; "Pear" refers to the Fimfic user Pearple Prose.

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Note: This is Part Two in a series. You can read Part One here.

To improve readability, some messages aren't in strict chronological order, as you might be able to tell from the timestamp on the screencaps. Since at some point three different conversations were happening in three different chats, you'll see the color of my name change very now and then.

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Note: to improve readability, some messages aren't in strict chronological order, as you might be able to tell from the timestamp on the screencaps. Since at some point three different conversations were happening in three different chats, you'll see the color of my name change very now and then.

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