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Have you turned the fight thread into a troll The Prowler thing then?Do you remember when people respected you, I know I'm assuming your life had merit but maybe you need to understand how these events work.. but I know your just ashamed that your lack the knowledge to understand and your life is based on trivial facts that only you understand.. is this why you dominate children during sporting events ... I bet your some headstrong empire that destroys children's hopes with your domineering delusional misunderstanding of game rules..
Do you enjoy it not researching your misconceptions to only drive home your illness of superiority ..
Hahahaha is right , do you ever except you've learned wrong and need to adjust your feeble minded realities..
Except all that glue you ate as a child has cause permanent damage and be sure to hug your wife as she'll be the only person to deal with your idiocentricities..
She must feel trapped and defeated
I don't come around all that often so am unsure about the forum back and forths anymore.
Is this an ongoing thing with you and Prowler? I usually just ignore him when he's in troll mode unless he has something interesting to say. He does on occasion. (Hi Prowler.)
Anyway, the fight was cool. It's an example of a shared experience that millions and millions of us all watched together. Outside of the Super Bowl and Election Nights, it's something We the People here in America don't share much anymore. The advent of the digital world has shorn us of such shared experiences.
I remember when I was a kid. There were only three television networks. One night one of the networks had a "World Premier Showing" of the famous movie "Lilies of the Fields" starring Sidney Poitier. That movie has the famous "Amen Chorus" song in it that everyone reading this is quite familiar with.
Anyway, the very next day in gym class (I think I was in 2nd or 3rd grade, somewhere in there.) every kid spread out across the gym shooting basketballs at the hoops under the supervision of our gym teacher, Mr. Gray, suddenly and completely spontaneously started singing the Amen Chorus.
I mean loud and completely in tune. Every single one of us. There must have been 80 kids in the gym.
I'll never forget Mr. Gray's face as we kids sang "A-aamen! A-aaMen A-Amen, Amen Amen!"
Such a shared experience could never happen anymore.
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