Voto:
I don't owe you any proof; rather, you should apologize to me for how you're slandering, offending, and attacking me cowardly in reviews that I hadn't even read. I repeat, there is no reason for it. Honestly, this obsession, this relentless pursuit against me, so irrational and unmotivated, is starting to worry me a little. I have only spoken to you once, replying that I didn't have time to discuss masturbation with you, and perhaps you took it personally; I honestly don't know what to think. Anyway, I don't really care that much; you’re not that interesting, in fact, you’re rather ordinary, underdeveloped, and dull; I genuinely couldn't care less that you find me annoying. And let me tell you one thing: if you continue to speak ill of me, trying to provoke me in some way and slandering me, know that I will make you pay for it because defamation is a crime, and it doesn’t matter if we have nicknames here and not our real names. Some Debaser fans even know me personally, like Iside and Fusillo, so for them, I'm not a nickname but a person. So, for the sake of peace—yours, mine, and also Bubi's, Pippo's, and who knows who else's—just leave us alone, okay? Find something else to vent your immense anger and unhappiness on... because yes, you are a very unhappy person; otherwise, you wouldn't behave in this absurd and undignified manner, like slandering someone you dislike in other people's reviews, playing childish games like complimenting their detractors in the vain hope of hurting them, or, as I've been told, always talking about what you have, what you do, what you are, etc. etc. I, I, I, I, I, I, I. Well, now you've got my attention; you're lucky. Tonight I’m suffering from insomnia, and I woke up early and in a good mood and quite talkative, which is rare for me. I hope to no longer have the displeasure of engaging with you on this site, which is very vast, you know, and there’s room for everyone. Just ignore each other. I ignore you; I don’t even come to your reviews. You ignore me too. Adieu!