[Die For Dina]

I've been noticing that people seem to be going on as usual, having cyber matches and talking about fights in general. This baffles me.  What is the point of talking to people who aren't me? What is the point of taking an interest in a fight in which I'm not involved?

I'm just not getting it. I mean, call me self-centered, but why would any of you bother without me?

Isn't it just kind of like a diet of sawdust and diet soda to play with other people?

I don't mean to say that you don't all have things to offer, I just mean that you are meant to offer them to me, in exchange for the pleasure and inexpressible erotic pleasure inherent in talking with me.

What's up? I mean, stop it.









And yes, I'm kidding.

[Nutmeg]

Dina, maybe if you were online for more than five minutes every fortnight I wouldn't require others. I mean we know I will leave you a bloody mess of shattered womanhood, but you do take longer than 5 minutes to do it properly.

[Die For Dina]

Yeah, right? I know.  I miss having a life.