A while back, in the BEA forum, there was a topic I started in the off-topic area that was just a huge rant on how I hate people. It got a few responses by the brave, but in large was ignored as it more than likely scared people a bit. I mean, you knew I was a vindictive, sometimes nasty asshole, but little did you know I was also heavily depressed a lot.

I came out of nowhere with the comments on a dark night where I sat alone, pondering my best friends decision to spend the next 4 years in another country. Yes, the infamous Q-Bert. I told all of you that he had joined the army and now he has also gotten married. We got in kind of a spat before he left and never really made amends. And now it's too late to tell him to his face why I was angry with him. I regret that greatly.

Anyway, I've been expressing my views a lot more clearly as of a late. I don't quietly sit in the background as I once did. I no longer fear being looked down upon by others.

And I feel the same about this community. While I generally go by a few guidelines when I write here and converse at the BEA forum, I have dropped those guidelines as of late. For about 3 years now I have sat around, morphed and generally attempted to be Mr. Happypants. A bright star even when things weren't bright. I sat down, shut up and conformed when I shouldn't have.

It's not that I didn't have a strong opinion, I just lacked the balls to actually express it. I feared people in the community looking down on me. I was still fairly new and I knew I wanted to make a lasting and worthwhile impression. And I'm comfortable with the niche I have carved.

Now it's time to start actually being myself.

There's a shitload of you that I really don't like. And I'm fairly sure the feeling is mutual. I coexist with you because it amuses me. I like the drama.

Who do I hate in specific?

I hate the picture grubbers, I hate the non-contributors, I hate the people who are human billboards for their sites.

I hate the one time visitors, I hate the spies and I hate those who only come to inform us we are violating women's rights.

I hate the philosophers, I hate the know-it-alls, and I hate the hackers even more.

I can't stand those who use 3's for E's and those who just plain bore.

The repeat questions, the rating topics, the requests for past caps caught.

And yes indeed you are correct, I hate you .... fuck it you know who you are.

So why do I stay and not go away?

Because the rest of you are great.

The folks who boost me when I'm down

Or give me a good debate.

The amazing artists, the amazing ladies.

And the breasts that stop the world.

The models who put themselves in pain

To become our ideal girls.

For every one of you I hate, I love two of you more.

And yes despite what all you think, I love the folks at SCORE.

I am Pac, I'm who I am and respect me or do not.

But for those who know me well,

Merry Xmas to the lot.

Merry Christmas: Imaginos, Morphermor, Capper, Webmaster, Scotty, Cheviot, Gunbuster, DJ Ohki, Chamberlain, Minx, YHydro, Escher, T-Shirt Ninja, Ill 'Ogic, DickandJane, Gonzo, Sheber, Bust Artist, JulieKat, SamanthaT, Gamma Rai, Christine Allure, Sable Holiday, Maxi Mounds, Melonie Charm, Joi West, Munch Wolf, Chili, The Warlock, Dark Mist, Red Cat, Prophet Tenebrae, Leaf, JustMeMike, Dr. Bust, Johnny Swell, and most important, all the assholes who give me something to complain about. You are the cheapest form of entertainment I've run across. You save me countless amounts of money that I otherwise would spend on drinking, video games and movies. (That's the assholes, not my friends.)