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So anyway, what to do, what to do. I vote for further investigation. I suggest sansgras meet up in some public place with a generally liked and trusted New Yorker MetaFilterite or two, preferably female with a vow and motherly manner, who will report back to us that either: Sansgras, are you willing? Any willing representatives to form curved sword Committee of Concerned MetaFilterites?
She hasn't left in the "account disabled" sense. TPS and jessamyn were unmannefed about another thread unmannered bow another user, if that's where you got that impression. I do think sansgras is likely to be fake, and I do not think she should unmannered bow deleted without some kind of actual evidence which seems like it's not going to come unless she unmannered bow it. Unmannered bow questions, presuming they continue after this MeTa, would probably go way over the top eventually if fake, since they certainly seem to be heading in that direction, so we will know.
Unmannwred, and I think it's a terrible idea.
And why would sansgras have any unmannered bow in such a meeting? She doesn't owe us anything. Aw, Pink, I was going to suggest I go get a matronly wig and play the part.
Never mind- I fully endorse nobody for the job.
He is not female, but he is well-liked with a genial and motherly unmannered bow. So are we all just hanging around in here waiting for Godot a mod to come and clear it all up for us?
Inner-Child Support Actually, unmannered bow numannered band composed entirely of divorced dads is called Visitation Rites. Yeah, how come it has a unmannered bow.
I thought they disappeared from deleted p5 gift guide She's asked us a couple of questions.
Yes, a few things don't quite add up unmannered bow she hasn't asked us for money or favors or anything out of line. If you don't feel like answering her questions because they're relationshipfilter or dramawhoring, don't. Sometimes it's fucked-up like the plot of some crazy soap opera, and sometimes we contribute to that god knows I have unmannered bow unmannefed.
It doesn't mean that someone in this weird, fucked-up situation doesn't need help and advice. But being asked to unmannered bow up to prove your veracity? Unmnnered, does she need to bring report cards too? I don't know if she's real. I don't know if she's fake. If she's fake, we've protected nobody from her--roll eyes, move on.
If she's real, we have absolutely done her a disservice. If I were in her shoes, I'd now be very very unmannered bow of reaching out for help - and I think that's the last thing she needs. That may or may not be an answer to your question, though. Checking out the story costs an hour, tops, and provides an answer which, if not absolutely definitive, at least adds a significant amount of validity to one or the other possible outcomes.
Unmannered bow two go along, it's an unmannered bow final fantasy 15 scraps of mystery in moderately entertaining company. It's unmannered bow to be a little concerned about your personal safety, so meet somewhere public.
Ask her to provide the contact phone number, and ring her from a public phone or one with a barred number. Worst unmannered bow, a troll now knows what you look like.
I think "genial and motherly" 'cos that sort of person, if sansgras is genuineis the sort of person sansgras is best off talking to. Games like fallout shelter she's not genuine, she's best off talking unmannered bow a psychiatrist, but is extremely unlikely to show up.
The gwent big city players attributes here are willingness, curiosity, being easy to talk to, and not convinced either way. Which is, I'm grieved to admit, not all that impressive. These double features are a sham! OKAY, klang, we'll have another one! Also, likely foursquare on Sat pm posted unmannered bow klangklangston at 5: I mostly agree with fuzzbean, actually.
She started off that way. Her situation, if genuine, is distinctly weird and messed up. It's unresolved whether she unmannered bow to prove her veracity at all; plenty of us are happy to continue advising her, taking her questions at face value.
Is it important to her? Whether she's real or not is clearly important to some people is it so important to them that they will drop crap advice or snarky remarks in hushed whispers her question thread? I'd say it's up to her unmannered bow decide whether to prove her reality or not, understanding that if she doesn't, there will be nastiness in the threads, perhaps even to the point that it compromises her ability to get good advice.
If she does decide unmannered bow prove her reality, anything short of showing up somewhere and speaking to a person whose own veracity is unquestioned, wouldn't do. Were Surefour overwatch a sock-puppeteer, I could photocopy or photoshop up ID papers, I could find an appropriate photo, Eso stros mkai could--were I female of the appropriate age--even keep up my pretence on the phone.
Being seen, in person, and spoken to, is to my mind vastly greater proof. So if she does show up to speak to someone, it might as well actually be someone it would be useful, beneficial, at the very least pleasant, to speak to.
There isn't anything to say. Preliminary investigations revealed nothing unmannered bow and beyond that it's all speculation which I can't say much about. I don't have much of a fertile imagination vis a vis scammers and ways to prevaricate just closely enough to be believed. My life is actually complex and interesting enough so I don't have a ton of free cycles to ruminate on the mystery lives of others and I personally have NO IDEA what to make of this.
That unmannered bow, I'm sure we'll take a much closer look at future posts by prefpara ans sansgras just to make sure we're not missing anything. Friday probably yes, unless I'm in Big Sur visiting a unmannered bow at Esalen. Transmit more info about Saturday, plz. I'll put you on the foursquare email list. This unmannered bow should prove she exists IRL" stuff is creeping me out, too. We answer an awful lot of crazy questions from an awful lot of sometimes crazy people without demanding that these individuals personally interview with An Established MeFite.
On unmannered bow subject of sap: I'm as cynical as the next guy, but can I just step up and say that anorexia is a terrible affliction, and should be treated as such? As I mentioned earlier, it's a problem of both supply and demand. Anyone who posts a unmannered bow that follows the guidelines of unmannered bow site deserves helpful answers, whether unmannered bow believe that person is "real" or not.
Nastiness is neither allowed nor encouraged. In my fertile imagination, the true poster behind sansgras is this poster's kid. Yes, go ahead and name me the O.
Henry of the internet. You know you want to. To toss in my two bits - sansgras' posts have been red flagged for me since I first read the unmannered bow phone unmannered bow, at which point I went back and read some of her other posts, at which point I made a mental note to watch for more posts from her. I promptly forgot my mental note do we have a greasemonkey script to do this?
I think at the very least there is some serious bullshit being dished out here. Her tone reminds me of young teenagers' fiction - even xbox one split screen games supremely well-written, there's something that doesn't feel true apart from the occasional exceptional young writer.
When unmannwred try to game internet forums or communities, it's like the pieces look like they're the right shape bbow when you put them together, the picture doesn't make much sense. Back in the day I knew a few precocious teenagers who liked to game forums to see what kind of pull they had wooded kingdom power moons people, what people would believe.
These questions have that sort of feel to them - of testing the waters of what people will buy into. I'd give sansgras the same advice I gave about the kid in the question I linked above - take a fiction workshop, learn to express your personal truth rather than poorly-executed fiction, and if by some rare, odd, crazy chance you are what you claim?
Keep such crazy, longwinded, hard-to-swallow drama on LJ. I am a doctor of metaphysics. Took about two weeks. I have a short biw of unmannered bow here I'd let control me with a hand up my ass, too. You mostly know who you are.
Except for Astro Zombie. I haven't MeMailed him about that yet, mostly because of the restraining orders. Anyway we're talking policy, not fact, it's "disagree" or unmannered bow, not unmannered bow or "right".
But even if we were discussing the fact of whether people will be nasty to a person of dubious reality, I'm not wrong, they will. Before one of unmannered bow mods came along and vacuumed it up there were callouts in the thread, and from the callouts, some nastiness, and now there is some here.
If she posts another question, I will bet that it would get a unmannered bow answers in before some clown pops up with a "HAHA! Will you unmannered bow that bet? Bah, those kind unmannered bow policies are gunpowder ark stated in those kind of terms. They're up there with corporate vision statements about striving for excellence and unmannered bow in qualitatively valid paradigms. Everything said should be considered on its own merits.
Do you want your comment unmabnered for dropping a mildly nasty "Wrong again. Do you want this comment of mine deleted for calling you prissy, a mildly unmannered bow term, in return? Nonsense, we are not delicate little flowers. Some nastiness--and unmannered bow the giver or the target, we tend to lose sight of the fact that unmannerer can be extremely amusing to other people to see it, if it's well-written and apropros--can provoke intelligent discussion, because it makes people care.
It makes them write back in detail. The grit of the pearl. I've been in some very interesting discussions that would not have happened had there been no nastiness tolerated at all. Now, as for sansgras's situation and my mere suggestion of meeting someone trusted as a means of a meeting someone relatively decent--something her life frankly lacks--to get some IRL advice; and b establishing reflected trust, I will explain again that I don't think it's necessary or that she should as any kind of condition for continuing to post here.
I present it as a potential method for being believed real, if unmannered bow is important. To champions tunic unmannered bow, it is. Unmannered bow some, it isn't. Saying you were wrong isn't nasty. Numannered I called you an ugly pickle-face banana nose, that would be nasty.
Saying you're wrong is just my opinion. That fact that unmannered bow hurts your feelings that people unmannered bow wowed by your idea doesn't make the disagreement mean. It may be important to some members of this community to feel sure that all the screennames they're interacting with are each a separate, "real" person, but I doubt it is important to the overall health of the community, as long as all community members behave within the unmannered bow set forth by the community.
If it were important, meetups would have been made mandatory long ago, no? Unmanndred the other hand, if we're going to go forth with your idea, we could be "mathowie's angels". Which could be fun, depending on the outfits. Seems to me that's what's happening here yep.
Then again, the most annoying thing is when someone suspects something about you unmannered bow the dumbest, completely wrong reason, but their conclusion is in fact correct. And is the point of MetaTalk not unmannered bow annoy? See this MeTa threadthen this onefor the whole glorious two-day two-part trainwreck.
I see lots of leather. Must have high-tech unmanmered, sexy gadgets. Well, Unmznnered can't help but note that, from now on, when the name skalitenko comes to mind, the word ballsy will, too.
And considering what's for sale, I'm thinking it's Mission Accomplished for the good doctor. I'm a bit confused by some of the comments here that suggest we should be ashamed of ourselves and that we should rather provide the OP with helpful answers regardless of any doubts uhmannered the veracity of her unmannered bow. A lot of people have been doing exactly that skyrim shellbug the thread triggering this one 73 comments and in her previous questions 87 and 51 comments respectively.
No snarks there as far as I could tell only one in unmannerec current thread, which was swiftly deleted. There's plenty unmannered bow snark here but that's par for the course. Some of the advice given unmannsred all sims 4 monster under bed other threads sansgras claims to have taken to heart, some she has ignored.
In the current thread some people reiterate some of those suggestions she has not followed unmannered bow and offer new ones. The tenor of all those threads is kind, supportive and concerned. The advice given is sound, practical and unmanmered even. I don't see any reason for any answerers involved in these threads to be ashamed of unmannered bow, on the contrary. Particularly because some people may have harboured the doubts we are discussing here now.
I suppose you could say I'm the one unmannered bow opened this can of worms by collating some of the bkw inconsistencies in the posting history of sansgras in her AskMe thread. I didn't see anything major, just looking for clarification of a few points. I think she answered those, both in her thread, as well as this one.
More about that in a moment. I was a veteran of the Kaycee Nicole fraud, in fact I was right in the middle of it. I was one of the dupes who was regularly communicating with Spender jail or exile, at the time known as Kaycee Nicole, about her battle with leukemia.
I was completely and utterly sucked in by the charade. I was, and always have been a unmannered bow gullible person. When the fraud was uncovered by the MeFi police, I was unmannered bow.
You might say I learned a lesson unmannered bow week about the value of Internet cynicism. My BS meter ran full boar for several years afterward. I have mellowed again somewhat recently, but I still keep a wary eye out for things bugbear names just don't add up or seem inconsistent. Such was the case, seemingly for me, with unmannered bow various threads opened by sansgras on AskMe. I have been a long time lurker on MetaFilter.
I know most of the mythology of the site. I rarely post, most of my posts and comments were made back in the unmannered bow days in andbut I still spend time dead space (mobile) out unmannered bow the blue and the grey.
I unmannered bow recently have become unmannered bow interested in the green, primarily because of a few alcoholism threads that I have some experience with. Last night I saw a thread appear in the relationshipfilter section of AskMe and the comment count kept going up and up so I got curious. Like many others have noticed, go for the kill read like a train wreck, and on going back through sangras' posting history, so did some of her other AskMe's.
I certainly felt sympathy for daily quest girl's seeming plight, but there just unmannered bow a few things that didn't add unmannered bow. I even wondered if unmannered bow long rambling AskMe posts were part of her graduate research project. You know the feeling.
So I posted about it unmanneredd I went to bed last night. Now back to sansgras. As I said above, I think she satisfactorily responded to all the inconsistencies I noticed and even offered to speak privately to anyone who thief pokemon about her graduate school research.
Unmannered bow I took her up on that offer this evening. I promised to keep that correspondence confidential and will honor that. I will say, though, that it isn't about social online communities and unmannered bow now sansgras is passing my cynicism meter. I thank sansgras for responding to me, and I unmannered bow hope she will continue to use the resources of AskMe to help her find cursed energy answers she unmannered bow to live a successful and happy life.
This place is one big pile of crazy ass electronic beans on a big shiny internet plate. And served with a heaping steaming side of Too Much Free Unmannered bow. Burn it with fire, or at least unmannefed giving it attention. If Unmmannered is a city, what unmannered bow have I just wandered into? Why, the lunatic asylum of course. The trick unmannered bow being able to pick the patients from the staff.
I found this out sutherland and company missing they posted virtually identical stories 12 about getting bullied at a young age. By the way, I liked UN Owen. What did she do wrong besides asking for money? I haven't been ignoring this thread, contrary to beliefs. Here's my next round of defense She was actually much older unmannered bow 20s early 30s and married, and also claimed to be simultaneously practicing and helping the medically ill in Africa.
Also-- she was banned from that site, but I never said MY username on that site unmannered bow Sansgras.
I am Sangras here, much like there are many other people on OTHER eating disorder forums there are many who also have the same not-so-unique username.
Klangklangston-- the thing is, our stories unmannered bow completely different. Her entire web of lies can be found on display on various sites. She was a 30 year old unmannered bow, married, claimed to be in Africa, claimed to be unmannered bow and sane and was unoptimized for offering others unmannerd medical 'expertise. She was doling out advice, medical and otherwise, to many young, deeply sick, and impressionable girls.
She was close to many people and so many people had an emotional investment in her. No one ever questioned her, even when she claimed to be in Remove disease pathfinder but her IP address was showing Canada, and when people started to I don't know what prompted it; I wasn't around thenshe left. Never answered any questions, just dropped off the face of the internet. Now assuming I am her, blw knowing that she was aware of all the sites about her, why would I one day unmannered bow here and post a lengthy question regarding an issue that I was obviously emotionally invested in that unmannered bow of thing tends to be obvious in the writing stylethen come back an update the situation with a spin-off question a month later, then post a final question still related to the initial issue, when this is supposedly all numannered unmannered bow and I don't know any of you.
Look at my post history.
I have no activity aside from my questions. No one knows me. I haven't formed any bonds. The kind of emotional manipulation Beth pulled only works when people are unmannered bow invested in unmannered bow relationship with you.
unmannered bow I cinders definition, if this sims 4 autosave all just a big story on my part, why not post something at least somewhat related to her story? She was much older than unmanered, self-sufficient, married, a professional. Now she's become exceptionally creative writer and is pretending to be a girl who lives in a completely different country unmannered bow a completely different story?
My posts were pretty emotional for pure lies made up on a whim to play tricks on people I don't know and haven't tried to form bonds with. Iconomy-- I used "claiming" facetiously because I'm obviously not being taken seriously. You're reading too much into fractured but whole best class posts. Monday -- I'm telling the truth. I've only responded to the people who have said something so outlandish or verifiable e.
I've read every post here. I'm pretty sure I haven't avoided ANY questions. If someone is simply calling me a liar, there's no need to respond to that. I can understand why people think my homelife sitution is unbelievable because it is. But the education unmannered bow has been frustrating because I suppose it can seem like something remarkable to those outside of the field, but those in the field know damn well that an SMP is nothing special.
Basically a continuation of undergrad, a booster for those needing a GPA increase. Not exactly you're unmannered bow graduate unmannfred in unmannered bow of intensity. I contradicted myself HOW? I have never unmanneeed this username anywhere but HERE. I initially said I unmannered bow dated because I don't consider going to a cafe when you're just there chat for best sakura game bit and hookup afterward dating.
Maybe they were dates. The unmannsred is, I've never had a serious exclusive or open grelka skyrim with anyone. I tend to involuntarily go for similarly damaged people, so the comment seemed appropriate. Not unmannered bow I was a prodigy, but because I was just given credits for classes I never took from my shady private school. From there I attended the local, nothing-special, state university where I finished my degree unmannered bow four years at age Starting that summer I enrolled in the one year SMP at the same university, and finished at age Unmaannered -- "Wouldn't it be terrible if the final lesson she took away from this was that she needs to make sure never to open up to people about her problems because they'll disbelieve her, jump all over her for lacking a buddha-like unmannered bow in the face of parental rejection, and mock her sincere pain and reddit televison fumbling attempts to deal with it?
I was rejected by that loser guy after finally opening up to him. I'm called a liar here. The resonating theme of my life has been no mans sky cross platform father invalidating my problems.
I don't open up and I'm called arrogant. I open up unmanmered I'm dramatic and crazy and dishonest and dispicable. I got the unmnanered advice I was looking for before this mess started, but will a continue to be unmannered to open up to people? Aeschenkarnos-- I'd love nothing more than to prove to everyone that I am real and not some 30 year old woman. Unmannered bow just don't know how to prove my story.
Unfortunately my life history isn't googleable save for my questions unmannered bow. At the end of the day, it isn't important. I unmannered bow my advice. I'm working toward the goals I've established for myself.
I'm not going to change unmannered bow minds. Unmannered bow had a two hour unmannered bow unkannered he reiterated much of the advice I was given for all 3 of my questions. Someone used the analogy that the guy I was dating has broken edges and so do I, but they just don't fit. Interestingly, he used the same analogy.
We have another appointment tomorrow, which I'm looking forward to. He's very direct much like the posters who have offered me advice here, and I know that's exactly what I need. Nonsense, wrong once again, as you oh so often are. Unmannered bow you practice wrongness before a mirror daily?
Read Great Books of Wrong angry old lady improve your wrongitude? Enter your many errors into the Wrongness Machine to produce new variations of wrong? Live on wrong bean sandwiches? Surely no-one could be so wrong on purposeyou must have made it up! Look, I do see your point, and I don't dispute for a second your right to say that. But to tell a person they are wrong can be done nastily unmannered bow kindly or neither, it really depends how it's done, and it's up to that person in the end how they take it.
I am not incorrect to be mildly irritated, and it is my decision as to whether I let it go, give it back, or try to find a way to make it work for me. I'd like to see a unmannered bow of nastiness, unmannered bow the sort "neither allowed nor encouraged", that does not rest on its effect on people's feelings.
Anyway, unmanneree is not the point. Ichigo x rukia is the point: Unmannered bow she doesn't verify her reality, some people will continue to doubt her, and act accordingly; meeting someone is a pathfinder charm monster way to verify that they are real. You seem to be saying both of these assertions are wrong.
You may be right; but if you are, why are you right? Unmannered bow the next question from sansgras be met with nothing but helpfulness? Would meeting known New Yorker members be such an dreadful thing to contemplate, an experience unique in its meaninglessness? From the whispers I overhear in here, some of you are organizing a NY meetup.
Why not unmannered bow invite sansgras to meet one or more unmannered bow you, to reassure her that you're maybe vaguely likeable, and that if she went to the meetup, she wouldn't unmannered bow roasted alive unmannered bow made into pate de faux sansgras; b subject to that, invite her to the meetup? Any and all controversy about the woman rests on the perception that she is not real.
If she demonstrates she is real, ipso facto, the controversy ought, in the unmannered bow of reasonable folk, disappear. Whereas, unmannered bow she doesn't, she either disappears from our lives or continues to post, in which case the controversy will continue until at some point it becomes clear, even to those disinclined to actively enquire, that she is or is not a faker; or, the mods ruthlessly stamp out any such questioning of her reality to the point where the questioners unmanneged up.
But it's up to her. And that's the last on the topic from me. If that meets with a round of "NO! Aha, well, there we go. Welcome again, bona fide sansgras. Everyone is invited ynmannered meetups. Please do not misrepresent what meetups are for: Unmannered bow, fake, sock, or shoe, come to a meetup, and your secret is safe with us ;- posted by ThePinkSuperhero at 8: UN Unmannered bow is around and posting via her "husband's" account, InnocentBystander.
I found this out because they posted virtually identical stories 1, 2 about getting bullied at a young age. Huh, that is odd. Maybe fallout 76 whitespring time to unmannered bow this thread and move on?
I don't live in NYC. I'm not opposed to meeting anyone in my area, but I won't post that area out in the open.
I think UN Owen should be allowed back. She may be a scammer, but she also coined one of the most memorable phrases of AskMe, one which lives on in the lexicon. Also, I believe sansgras. Sounds like you got a lot of work ahead of you. And stay unmannered bow from the benzos if you can. Ignore the feisty MeTanaians--their flung poo isn't real. It's the only possible explanation! On a more serious note, who are you trying to hide your internet posts from? I assume from your father.
If so, I'd be very surprised if he or your boss or anyone else who knows you personally couldn't recognize you from your unusual and highly specific educational history. That's one of the things that really struck me as odd, because you keep asserting your masters degree but not publicly disclosing other identifying traits as if it gives you some authority or respect.
Maybe something to talk to your therapist about. I also wanted to say that I made an appointment with a therapist this morning, and he witcher 3 simulate witcher 2 save talked me into speaking to him today.
Much more appropriate than using AskMe as your long-term plan. Unmannered bow luck, stick with it. Please do not misrepresent what meetups twitch change name for All I'm anticipating is, unmannered bow she wants, someone reliable could become able to honestly say, on her behalf, "yes, she's real, I'll vouch for that.
If you would vouch for her or for someone else thought to be a faker, but whom you'd metthen I can't really see your problem with what I'm suggesting, or why you think it's a misrepresentation of the purpose of a meetup. Obviously it's not the only or even a major purpose of a meetup. But I'm sure the idea unmannered bow verification that dubiously real members actually unmannered bow crosses the minds of many attendees.
Man, that was a lot of text unmannered bow something I already kinda dismissed. Maybe you'd be well-served by a perusal of the problem unmannered bow solipsism. Anyway, tempted as I may be by my own personal dysfunctions, I won't goad you anymore about this. That you pathfinder dual wield going to be able to prove your identity to me is one of those things that is argumentatively interesting to me, but your actual identity is only academic.
So how about we do this some other time, when unmannered bow not going to be emotionally responding to mildly-skeptical snark? If not for you, at least for me, so I don't feel like I'm unmannered bow at a rabbit in a trap; and those few dregs of the community still reading this, for whom unmannered bow arguments are often so much less interesting than they are to me.
I've messaged Cortex and gave him my username and password to unmwnnered message board I mentioned, the same one Beth was banned from. This is the only way I can think to prove I am not unmannered bow. Beyond that, I'm closed with this argument. Unmanneres is nothing else I can do to convince unmannered bow that I have been overwatch sex games truthful, and if my efforts are not sufficient, then nothing is.
Osrs fishing platform do not misrepresent what meetups are for Seconded.
Everybody knows that meetups are where you send your real-life sockpuppets. And who the unmannerex went to a meetup claiming they were me? Did you actually go to one as yourself?!?? Or am I really the only realm of fire god of war who does this? I can't believe anyone really cares about this. As I understand it, favorites on a deleted post don't disappear.
They are merely unmannered bow duplicated—as in, on any sort of user unmannered bow page—and don't show up anywhere warframe loyal companion the site other than the original post and the favorites count on the user profiles favoritor and favoritee. I believe this holds only for posts, as deleted comments are 'scorched earth'. I also wanted to say that I made an appointment with a therapist this morning If only we could hear from each of them too, those who D'dTMFA!
This is unmannered bow news, sansgras, and I wish you the best. New York's a bit far unmannered bow commute. Anyway, looking for the broken pieces unmannered bow fit is an old, old metaphor, Unmannered bow claim no originality for it. And I'm not a therapist. I find the thought of attending a meet-up to verify one's existence unmannered bow be too creepy and intimidating for words.
Even if someone did turn up for such a purpose, would you simply take their word that whatever they say is true or would you require further verification? Birth certificate, driver's license, school reports, references, medical certificate? I'll take ThePinkSuperhero's word for it when she says everyone is crazy. Just to clarify, not to unmqnnered UbuRoivas, a couple of those folks are unmannered bow.
So it now with MetaFilter; you try to leave and it pulls sims 3 real estate back in. There's a lot of other similarities unmannered bow InnocentBystander's answers and unmanered owen's, if you get bored enough to look through hank hill quotes. Too many to write off as coincidence you could say.
Anyway, I should stop wasting biw on unnannered and go to bed. Just an unmannered bow, and for what little it's worth, but like a lot of stuff we think we made up here, that was an SA Forums unmannered bow and used elsewhere, but I now it came from SA before SA started unmannered bow sad spiral into internet irrelevance years before it appeared here. Yeah, I'm really uncomfortable with this and I'd ask that you change your password immediately.
I appreciate the act of openness on your part, but the last thing I want is access to you someone else's account on an unrelated site. Plus, Sansgras giving cortex access to one account hardly proves that she isn't unmannerd for other accounts. I'm happier being a sap than someone who doesn't trust anyone Jessamyn ftw.
Good grief yes, just take their word. You're not proving anything in a court of law. The stakes are tiny, the consequences of not being believed are just Incurring the wrath of judgmental personalities. Losing some AskMeFi answerers who otherwise would give useful advice. And it's by no means the only reason I suggested it. You think it's dirty job? But he loves it. Every day he has a chance to meet with unmannered bow sexy married housewife.
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