I asked him if he meant Thursday, December 2, 2021...
...and he wouldn't answer.
I suggested that if he was coming through Vancouver (which, he has to
do), I could meet him Tuesday afternoon/evening or early Wednesday morning.
Well this is just to make it clear for him.
Since he wouldn't confirm he meant Thursday, the day after tomorrow,
I've since made appointments to work for clients, so that's out.
And tomorrow morning is only on, if he can agree to breakfast before 7:30am.
Tonight is out, as I've now accepted an invitation to play hockey and
have a beer or two with my friends after.
Scottie will now declare that I've "pussied out"...
...when he couldn't even gird himself to answer yes or no to:
"Are you proposing a meeting at the information tower located near the Roundhouse Lodge at Whistler at 12 noon on Thursday, December 2, 2021?"
He is literally too much of a pussy.
On 2021-11-30 7:40 p.m., twob...@gmail.com wrote:
Absolutely batshit crazy rationalizations for your cowardice, youYou issued "challenge" that you wouldn't complete.
pathetic pppppppuuuuuuussssssyyyyyy. I just love fucking with
borderline freaks like you. You are disgusting, a horrible stalking
piece of shit coward, and you get your jollies harassing decent
people. Clue time, wack job. I don't negotiate with deranged
pathological liars. I issue challenges. You either show or you
don't. You don't. Never have, never will. None of you ever have,
scores of meets set across the West and none of you ever have had and
none of you ever will have the balls to show up. Consequences. No
duty to retreat. Mad Dogs on the snow. Once again, when the
opportunity presented itself to prove you are a man instead of a
dickless freak, you proved you are Alan Baker. Go fuck yourself.
Since I didn't know what "Thursday" you meant (since you deliberately
left it vague) you could claim that you meant a different one if I had
showed this week.
On Tuesday, November 30, 2021 at 5:20:18 PM UTC-8, Alan wrote:
I asked him if he meant Thursday, December 2, 2021...
...and he wouldn't answer.
I suggested that if he was coming through Vancouver (which, he has
to do), I could meet him Tuesday afternoon/evening or early
Wednesday morning.
Well this is just to make it clear for him.
Since he wouldn't confirm he meant Thursday, the day after
tomorrow, I've since made appointments to work for clients, so
that's out.
And tomorrow morning is only on, if he can agree to breakfast
before 7:30am.
Tonight is out, as I've now accepted an invitation to play hockey
and have a beer or two with my friends after.
Scottie will now declare that I've "pussied out"...
...when he couldn't even gird himself to answer yes or no to:
"Are you proposing a meeting at the information tower located near
the Roundhouse Lodge at Whistler at 12 noon on Thursday, December
2, 2021?"
He is literally too much of a pussy.
Absolutely batshit crazy rationalizations for your cowardice, you
pathetic pppppppuuuuuuussssssyyyyyy. I just love fucking with
borderline freaks like you. You are disgusting, a horrible stalking
piece of shit coward, and you get your jollies harassing decent
people. Clue time, wack job. I don't negotiate with deranged
pathological liars. I issue challenges. You either show or you
don't. You don't. Never have, never will. None of you ever have,
scores of meets set across the West and none of you ever have had and
none of you ever will have the balls to show up. Consequences. No
duty to retreat. Mad Dogs on the snow. Once again, when the
opportunity presented itself to prove you are a man instead of a
dickless freak, you proved you are Alan Baker. Go fuck yourself.
On Tuesday, November 30, 2021 at 5:20:18 PM UTC-8, Alan wrote:
I asked him if he meant Thursday, December 2, 2021...
...and he wouldn't answer.
I suggested that if he was coming through Vancouver (which, he has
to do), I could meet him Tuesday afternoon/evening or early
Wednesday morning.
Well this is just to make it clear for him.
Since he wouldn't confirm he meant Thursday, the day after
tomorrow, I've since made appointments to work for clients, so
that's out.
And tomorrow morning is only on, if he can agree to breakfast
before 7:30am.
Tonight is out, as I've now accepted an invitation to play hockey
and have a beer or two with my friends after.
Scottie will now declare that I've "pussied out"...
...when he couldn't even gird himself to answer yes or no to:
"Are you proposing a meeting at the information tower located near
the Roundhouse Lodge at Whistler at 12 noon on Thursday, December
2, 2021?"
He is literally too much of a pussy.
God, please help me stop fucking with BPD freaks. You are insane. Go fuck yourself.
On Tuesday, November 30, 2021 at 10:30:29 PM UTC-8, Alan wrote:
On 2021-11-30 7:40 p.m., twob...@gmail.com wrote:
Absolutely batshit crazy rationalizations for your cowardice, youYou issued "challenge" that you wouldn't complete.
pathetic pppppppuuuuuuussssssyyyyyy. I just love fucking with
borderline freaks like you. You are disgusting, a horrible stalking
piece of shit coward, and you get your jollies harassing decent
people. Clue time, wack job. I don't negotiate with deranged
pathological liars. I issue challenges. You either show or you
don't. You don't. Never have, never will. None of you ever have,
scores of meets set across the West and none of you ever have had and
none of you ever will have the balls to show up. Consequences. No
duty to retreat. Mad Dogs on the snow. Once again, when the
opportunity presented itself to prove you are a man instead of a
dickless freak, you proved you are Alan Baker. Go fuck yourself.
Since I didn't know what "Thursday" you meant (since you deliberately
left it vague) you could claim that you meant a different one if I had
showed this week.
On Tuesday, November 30, 2021 at 5:20:18 PM UTC-8, Alan wrote:
I asked him if he meant Thursday, December 2, 2021...
...and he wouldn't answer.
I suggested that if he was coming through Vancouver (which, he has
to do), I could meet him Tuesday afternoon/evening or early
Wednesday morning.
Well this is just to make it clear for him.
Since he wouldn't confirm he meant Thursday, the day after
tomorrow, I've since made appointments to work for clients, so
that's out.
And tomorrow morning is only on, if he can agree to breakfast
before 7:30am.
Tonight is out, as I've now accepted an invitation to play hockey
and have a beer or two with my friends after.
Scottie will now declare that I've "pussied out"...
...when he couldn't even gird himself to answer yes or no to:
"Are you proposing a meeting at the information tower located near
the Roundhouse Lodge at Whistler at 12 noon on Thursday, December
2, 2021?"
He is literally too much of a pussy.
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