Alright, let's start from the beginning. Here's a comment left on my TS3.com page by a user named humor4321 (I caution you when going to his page, it'll fry your retinas like bacon). No big deal, just some very nice and flattering compliments about mah dino self.
I went ahead and replied to this good sir, his referral to himself as "Rex" piquing my interest.
Just your basic, run-of-the-mill dino-like courtesy, right? I mean, I talk to all of you guys this way, with an abundance of smileys and hearts and pretty much joy all around. Nothing that suggests anything, I don't think.
Well, here's his reply:
Errrrrmmmmmm, where was the loss of communication here?? Did I...did I miss something? Or is he kidding, hence is screen name, humor4321? Because I have to say, 'tis quite comical. I will admit, LOLed. I might go as far to say I nearly boarded the ROFLcopter and took a trip to LMAOland.
Maybe it's harmless. Maybe his intentions are directed at my simmeh self, coming from his own simmeh self. Or, perhaps, his actual self likes MY actual self, and he dreams of having a fantastical prehistoric wedding where my dress is made from tinier dinosaurs sewn to one another, much like Madame Gaga's meat dress.
Perhaps he plans to hunt me down, break into my room, steal my socks and make voodoo dolls out of them for his bizarre rituals involving a stump and a plethora of Sharpies. He does live in the same state, apparently...
Ahem...well, on that note, I think I'll just go ahead and buy...uhm. Locks. YES. LOCKS. LOTS AND LOTS OF LOCKS. A SHIZZTON OF LOCKS.