If you really think I'm being serious when saying things like "unreal" and puffing my chest out at female poster's at 2:00 in the morning then so be it. But I get it.
Let me set something straight here Daft. I'm not a "female poster" I am a poster. One that posts. Not often do I pull out the equality card, but, son, dear, sweetie, insert whatever word "you guys" like to use when alerting people you're serious, let me make sure you know something about me. If I say, "don't fuck with me, I'm in a bad way". You better back away slowly. Or, maybe try, "Geesh, Mrs X sorry, I was just kidding, what the hell is wrong?".
I'm a person who has a mantra in life. A basic mantra that all other things are based on.
Words mean things.
There's fucking around and then there's not. Sometimes the lines might get blurred here, but there's a way to clarify. Ask. Slinking away and then either pretending you were joking, or even actually joking and not responding is pretty douchey. I seriously felt bad for laying into you. That was the last time I will feel this way.
I'd prefer if you tried a little harder to understand your blatant, needy intentions and maybe come to some clarity and grow a little, but if you'd rather hang out with Cougar and smear ice cream on Nina's tits, that's a way to go to.