Location: In front of Dudeguy's spare time
There I was fliers in hand, starting out a normal day asking people to check out my thread. The asking became begging, then the begging became threats.
"Hey you! Guy in hood! Check out my thread!"
"Nah man, I don't hang out in the AMW section."
"Dude, would you please check out my thread? Please! It's dieing in an abyss."
"Nah man, since your thread has so little posts, it's probably bad."
"Hey you! Yea, tall one! If you don;t check this out, I'll get my flamer friends to screw up your house! And then your face!"
I woke up on the ground, my jaw hurting, and inside my building, some spam. I sighed and looked in the backyard. All the grass is dead, and it just made me realize that we just all can't be popul.ar.
It's a good way to vent my feelings.