I’ve been pranked back in return for my rainbow that I planted at firedancepanda’s place.
Although, I do applaud your gusto in having the nerve to even prank me back, sadly I’m not amused. I’ll elaborate.
I pranked Keen for a reason. He knows exactly why. My prank was funny. I planned it, it took time to think it up. I put some effort into it. He got his tickle, we all had a laugh, we moved on.
I pranked you, Panda, again, for a reason. You know why. My prank was funny. I planned it, it took time to think it up. I put some effort into it. We laughed, we moved on. Or did we…
See, you pretty much came to my yard and threw your trash every where and left. That’s not a prank. That’s not funny. You put no thought into it. There was no, how the French would say, je ne sais que, I don’t know.
I’m gravely disappointed. There are forum posts about this. For one, you didn’t sign your work. You put signs everywhere, but you never put your name on anything. That’s 1. You pretty much griefed me as opposed to pranking me. That’s 2.
See, with all this wool I would have built you something, not just placed it every fucking where. That’s not even make-me-mad sorta funny. That’s just a mess, dude.
I see you wanna play this game, but not by the rules I see…