Like I say mate, I think I took my ban well. During my long and arduous incarceration, I learned many things about myself. Might write a book about it one day.
I can see why you might think that, mate. But you know that's not my style. I wear my heart on my sleeve. Sure, I might push the boundaries on some occasions, but I am not a sneaky bastard. When I do wrong, I own up to it, and when I believe I'm right, I'll fight my corner. I'm in this for the ****s 'n' giggles, not the treachery, Pix.
Tears were shed! Angst was ridden! Hair was pulled. Chests were beaten Pleas were made And you were oblivious to all of it!
Ah, come on, mate! Let's not spoil our truce, yeah?* *It'll be over soon enough, and we'll be back at each other's throat in no time at all, so let's enjoy this.
You said when you do wrong, you own it. This is a perfect chance for you to make good on that and protect our truce. Show me you really mean what you say by demonstrating that you genuinely know you did wrong by welching on our bet and get the avatar up. Otherwise I'll never be able to trust another word you say again.
For the sake of our new-found friendship and the cordial relations that we have opened up between us, I am not going to let you spoil this, mate. As with every peace accord, each side has to be prepared to lay aside historic differences and to make a solemn promise that we will move on. We owe it to our kids, Pix.
