Then you're going to be banned, read the rules.
Then again, how often does Badspot, Ephialites, and Rotondo check these things.
And if I'm banned, so be it. Point is, I really, don't care.
I'm staying for the finale. And that's the anger of others, not mine. Turns out I'm not some 5-year old who posts "you guys are meen im telling on you". No, I actually move on. It's amazing what you can learn from therapy. I realized I didn't have to hit that kid with a baseball bat. I could've just ignored him. I could let that kid worry instead of worrying/reacting myself.