I have a life outside of this message board. I feel sorry for you, that you don't. You're immature, as I said. This morning I took my son out disc golfing, breathed in some of God's beautiful crisp air, sipped a coffee and didn't have a care or concern about you. I still don't. I call you out on one thing, and you get defensive, because again, you are a man child. Have a nice day.
Resorting to the ol "I have a life meme" -- bravo rockstar. You're a piece of work (is that pg-13 enough for you?), and if you want to call me out and then be proven wrong, only to then cherry pick my adjectives, you can go on and enjoy that thrilling life of yours. But know, when you respond to me, I will never quit.
Call it stubbornness, competitiveness, no life, whatever you wish. I will nary back down from some chump who asserts themself in the high-brow wannabe way that you do.
Speaking of "man child," it takes two to tango -- and you equally participated, as you did last night with me. So that makes the two of us, hoss.