Well, all words from me are no trick I don't like to lie, I only like to speak the truth, be honest and see what I get in return for telling it.
I don't know the number of people who will read these words or what number will hear and heed my message. Regardless, it is imperative that as many people as possible learn that XL SwAt's negligent, refractory treatises represent a thinly veiled attempt to bring this battle to a fever pitch. The issue here is that we are at war. Don't think we're not just because you're not stepping over dead bodies in the streets. We're at war with XL SwAt's harebrained wisecracks. We're at war with his unstable perceptions. And we're at war with his predaceous, splenetic allegations. As in any war, we ought to be aware of the fact that when XL SwAt stated that he is a man of peace, I concluded that he was utterly subversive. Now that he claims that those of us who oppose him would rather run than fight, I claim that he's crossed the line into post-rationalist neo-Hegelianism. Okay, this letter has become much too long so I'll just jump right to the punchline: XL SwAt's cursed with the vice of pleonexia, of the urge to receive more than his fair share.
