I mean this with no offense. Do you have any mental illnesses? I’d like to know because somehow that’s my business and relevant to our discussions here.
You went full-Jerry Maguire the last time you were here, and basically begged to be booted. Now, you've returned, and to get back in everyone's good graces, you're pandering to their hatred for me. It's a smart strategy, however it also consists of nonsense.
So now we know the Mike J bat signal is pandering to chorus by pretending to be an alt account. Nice.
Anyway, I just want to apologize to Mr. Exist and everyone in here. While I would never harass someone over a [redacted] illness, it shouldn't have been broached — in any context. It won't happen again.
Now an alt account since my troublemaking finally got the last one banned. Anyway, in all seriousness. I really am the guy that ran point in the Wax Mage fix. Only came back to make sure anyone affected knew and didn’t get left out of the fix. Kevin360 is literally the sole motivation for returning. Anybody can hit me up on Reddit if you have any other questions or if I could help you out in anyway with the Wax Mage shenanigans or even just want to have friendly conversation about Thrice. As for Mike J. Fuck off. No one cares about your thoughts, opinions, or who you claim to have been. Whatever you may have done in your life, you’re still a nobody who doesn’t mean any more of a shit than the rest of us. No one here respects you and people only engage you to fill those empty little moments of boredom that fleetingly pass through every normal person’s life. Also, this little gem shows that you still haven’t learned a thing and are still just being a mocking little prick. Go over-inflate your existence somewhere else. Maybe even seeking counseling. Now to bring this thread back onto the rails. Palms and Deeper Wells fucking rock. All of your analysis and comparison doesn’t fucking matter. If you have even so little as quietly hummed a melody, tapped your toe or finger to a rhythm, or even just had a moment of a song stuck in your head then you’ve enjoyed it too. If sound can literally force you to physically share in it, then it’s obviously good. Quit all your bullshit, go listen to it all, and enjoy it again. Lock the thread, ban this account too, and call it a day mods. Nothing more needs to be said.
There was once this guy, and he had a dog. It wasn't just a regular dog. It was a short, fat, squat, ugly, little yellow dog. And, anyway, he was out walking this short, fat, squat, ugly, little yellow dog. And he decided he was thirsty. Figured he go into a bar. He did that. He did just that. Went into a bar. And sitting down the bar from him was this guy with a big, black, slick, mean looking dog-all toothy and gnarly and slick and mean looking. And the guy with the big, black, slick, mean looking dog shouted down the bar to the guy with the short, fat, squat, ugly, little yellow dog and said "Hey, that sure is an ugly little dog you got there, all short, fat, squat, ugly and yellow." And the guy said "Yeah, well he may be ugly, but he sure can fight!" Yeah, that's what he said. Anyway, so the guy said, "Oh yeah? Well, why don't we take them out back, and we'll have them fight it out. And I'll put a five dollar bill on mine says he wins." And the guy with the short, fat, squat, ugly little yellow dog agrees with the guy with the big, black, slick, mean-looking dog and said yeah, we'll do that. And, so, anyway, they went out back, and they had it out. And the short, fat, squat, ugly, little yellow dog just whipped the shit out of this big, black, slick, mean-looking dog. After the fight, that short, fat, squat, ugly, little yellow dog was looking good, or as good as he ever looked, I guess. And the big, black, slick, mean-looking dog was reduced to a pile of fur. Anyway, the guy said, "Well, you were right. He sure could fight." The guy with the short, fat, squat, ugly, little yellow dog said to the guy with the big, black, slick, mean-looking dog said, "Yeah, I was right. He sure could fight. Anyway, where's my five dollars?" The guy gave him his five dollars and said, "Yeah, but I never seen a dog like that, anyway. I mean all short, fat, squat, ugly, little and yellow. What kind of dog is that? I've never seen one of them." The guy said, "Well, he used to be an alligator before I cut off his tail and painted him yellow.
Mike you just got back on the site you literally gonna start stuff right away? Just let’s it go, move on!
I’ve been around a short time, relatively speaking, but this may be the wildest thread I’ve seen on either site