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Because I’m not willing to pay for upvotes.

Check his posting behavior. Dude actively insults people he’s talking to at every chance he gets, acts like he’s in total control of what Risa should be, and generally doesn’t seem like a nice person to be around.

Oh, Pumpkin, I’m a fuckin’ delight.

Combine that with the private messages I’ve gotten from him

You mean when you provoke someone into an argument in the comments, and then report them because they don’t immediately acquiesce, so I sent you a message to knock it off? If it had been anyone else other than the most prolific poster, I would have happily given you a time out.

Now you know why I sprinted from this instance and this community.

And yet here you are, stirring the pot on a post more than a week old. Did you run out of other people’s memes to post?

All I’m saying is if someone‘a going to “correct’ my joke, they need to be additive, as opposed to just a worse version of the bit.

And calling me an asshole is hardly banter. If buddy was bantering, he would have clapped back as opposed to whining about what a big meanie I am.

I was responding to your “correction.”

There wasn’t any humour.

The one for Yar is incorrect.

“Incorrect.”

Yes, the bit would definitely be enhanced by being overt references to the events of the show, and not references to the personalities displayed by the characters.

Thank you so much for the note.

Also, remember that you don't have to be perfect to make progress. Goals require long term work, commitment, and developing new habits. Just because you falter doesn't mean you should give up.

Ugh, I knew there was someone I was forgetting!

“The cart return tasks me! It tasks me and I shall have it!”

Morn is the guy whose job it is to collect the carts and stock shelves, but the only thing anyone ever sees him doing is smoking out behind the dumpster.

Bashir has no idea how carts end up back at the cart return, and between O’Brien and Garak he isn’t likely to learn.

Now you're thinking like Vedek Bareil.

There's my boy.