In a familiar area you might ignore things you see every day. A new place? Not so much. But you claim you can't remember whether you parked in back or out front. You can't remember what the guy you talked to looked like. That isn't ignoring scenery.
No, you were never there.
And the man you claim to have talked to would have remembered. He says no one asked for me.
Julian Alaphilippe is someone I hadn't heard of until this years race. But reading about him, he has been an up and comer for a few years. According to what I read, he was supporting another rider a couple of years ago, but the other rider was lagging. So Alaphilippe was told to go for it, and finished 2nd.
I'm looking forward to seeing what he does next year.
I'm not talking about gay sex. You are.
In fact, for a couple of years all you have had to offered is the lie about coming here, calling me a coward and a faggot, and pretending that every friend I mention must be a faggot.
Like I have said for a couple of years, come on down and let me know ahead of time where you want to meet and when. I'll be there. You keep making excuses, not me. Just let me know when & where.
Otherwise, either get on topic or get ignored.
Like I said?
When is the last time something did something you say amount to more than a pile of shit, boy?
Yes, you are scared. That's why you named places you knew your buddies would be to help you when you weren't man enough to handle yourself. No one is scared of a clown like you whose wife still keeps him in line.
I haven't mentioned it. You did.
I came to your bar and you weren't there. All you've had is excuses since then. I told you where. You ran like a pussy with the excuse of I don't tell that kind of information.
You putting me on ignore will only prove you're a goddamn coward. As far as doing what you say, I don't take orders from your kind. When you can back up the demands, let me know.
I have told you, I will meet you anywhere. You said you could find my home address. Do it, and let me know when you will be here. I never said I wouldn't meet you at my home. I said I wouldn't give out personal info. The fact that you picked the only location that you knew I wouldn't give out shows your cowardice, not mine.
Come to Atlanta. I'll meet you anywhere, anytime.
And its funny. For someone being so scared I would have friends around, you certainly weren't very observant when you claim you came here. Hell, you couldn't even remember whether you parked on the street or around back? Bullshit.
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