I was gonna start a big flame blog, and scanned your profile for a few easy punches, but--unless I missed my guess-- the hat you wear in your "Self Pic" says "Alabama," which disqualifies you from any sort of written debate (indeed, your use of the Internet whatsoever must make you stand out as a sore thumb--or perhaps you have a great voice recognition system?) Or perchance you're Alaskan, in which case the lack of human (esp. female) contact must be a crippling factor in any sort of public forum. At any rate, I concede your inferiority and thus will abstain from any further such commentary.

A few tidbits for your future attempts to insult someone:

Gay jokes only work on those unconfident in their sexuality (I'm straight, and I know it. Dudes are gross, myself included).

The jab intended by calling me "Care Bear" is, regrettably, no jab. My last name is, in fact, Care, and so I took my ribbing and actually had that name bestowed on me as my tag/homeboy name in high school, by some drug dealing friends of mine. I myself never partook or sold, we just all happened to be stuck in a boarding school together--St. Michael's School for Boys, Tunhannock, Pa. to be precise.

I shortened it to CBear because of narrow-minded fuckers who take it as a homosexual/effeminate name. It just solves alot of awkward conversations (even moreso, I would presume, if noigraud was involved.) 47 is my favorite number due to its visual balance and its frequent use in science fiction and various other writing due to its believable yet hard-to-fathom quantitative quality.

If you pick on an old-timer, like Skan, others will join in. You are a pup compared to Skan. Know your role and expect someone to open their mouth.

That's all I got. I hope you get to meet a real live girl soon.

Sincerely,

Charles Daniel Care II

P.S. I didn't view the penile-dildo insertion sub you had up. Seriously, though, go find a girl.

P.P.S. Sorry for stealing your avy on the blog heading, BlueRed, but it conveyed a certain jenesequois (or however you spell that shit) that I felt appropriate to the situation.