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fleamailman: The fact that this thread exists is not an excuse to flood it with nonsense posts while contributing absolutely nothing to the music discussions on this site. Please stop.
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("...what do any of the posts in this whole section of this forum have to do with music then..." pointed out the goblin without malice now, adding "...moreover, who are you to go round telling others what posts should or shouldn't be posted here, where for example none of your posts have musical connections either...", the fact, the goblin felt that a spam thread should give anyone regardless of anything the excuse to post that which they wished to that was not malicious, adding "...so then, are my posts malicious towards anyone here now, no I don't think they are, but I'll make it easier for you, that is, since I'm anonymous anyway, all my posts are quite dead by the time I hit to posts button, thus you can delete them together with banning me too whenever you wish to, so that others will then know that they have to write to your pre-conditions here and by your permission...", and with that the goblin accepted his fate and posted on)
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being anonymous the goblin wasn't sure if it was "social networking" as such, but he posted across dozens of forums daily, saying "...well, for me at least, facebook seems a writer's nightmare, something like "hi, my name is adolf, oh, and guess what, I hang out at walmats too, eat at mcdonalds where I do my internet, here's my photo, all my personal details, the films I like, my PSP3 games then, oh, and take at look at this, my heavy metal tattoo on my bum, and my signed poster of bing crosby himself, aren't I amazing, oh please do accept me as I have enough superficial paraphernalia or whatever for you to like me now"...", where perhaps the first thing a livewriter should actually be, is free from all that crap, just honest to himself each time..." simply the goblin was saying, that whenever he had grown close to someone on forumland, it had been solely on the merit of their words alone, for what else of them was really here now, they were, until they appeared out at him in real life that is, just as anonymous as the goblin was, quite unable to prove anything about themselves then
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