[voicewaking; gameprepping?]

[redripoff]

It's been a year.

And you've gotten sloppy. Forgive me if I'm less than enthused.

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[hackingyoursensors]

That's a little harsh, Big R.

[redripoff]

And I'm only harsh when it's deserved, so what does that tell you, little leagues?

[hackingyoursensors]

Geez, someone woke up on the wrong side of the metaphorical bed.

I'm just sayig, being snappy isn't doing you any favors.

[redripoff]

You'd be surprised. I think it technically falls under my list of "charms". Every side of the bed is rock hard, I don't feel like I'm losing any ground here.

[hackingyoursensors]

I can't tell if that's optimism or not.

[redripoff]

It's pragmatism. Look it up, wizkid.

[hackingyoursensors]

I know what pragmatism means.

I also know that you grew up as moody as everyone said you would.

[redripoff]

I can't tell if you're trying to dig at me or...?

[hackingyoursensors]

Just stating facts. And hey you've been digging at me this entire time.

[redripoff]

So you're not small or a child prodigy?

[hackingyoursensors]

You were being condescending when you said that, genius

[redripoff]

"Condescending," wow. That'll get you through the SATs, no problem.

[hackingyoursensors]

Pffft. The SATs are nothing.

So do you come in flavors other than condescending and moody?

[redripoff]

Just grape and popsicle, but don't trust the manufacturer. They all just taste like high fructose corn syrup. You get a better selection when you go Grayson.

[hackingyoursensors]

What flavors does he come in?

[redripoff]

As many as you children these days can handle. I know that's a lot, what with your calculators on ipods and cellphones and color TVs.

[hackingyoursensors]

Well at least I have some variety, though I hope I don't taste like calculators and iPods.

[redripoff]

Then leave those for me--those are my favorite.

[hackingyoursensors]

Knock yourself out. I'll stick to the sarcasm. My favorite.