Once again, your lies don’t make you righteous, they make you a delusional fool. Bathe in chicken blood and wrestle a puma.

Deep down, I’m guessing you know how much of a self-delusional ass you’re being. The whole “I’m claiming to ignore you but still engaging with you” trope is the last gasp of the bested and foolish. Choke on the bones of an Ortolan.

This “bit” you’re now doing isn’t making you seem more measured and restrained. Quite the opposite. Faux maturity in the service of a childish aim is the height of immaturity. And your use of “whomever” doesn’t make you seem erudite, it makes you sound like a child parroting your parents. Gargle bleach.

Again, I draw your attention to the fact that you steered the conversation in this very specific, macabre direction, which isn’t creepy or concerning (or completely typical of a moralizing Pharisee) at all. Also, it’s a well-known fact that Joseph McCarthy often bragged about his IMDB credits when challenged, so . . .…

You sure that’s not a mirror you’re looking in, champ? Details re:teenage boys stacked like cordwood are a teensy bit specific for me to feel entirely comfortable saying it ain't. After all, I’m not the one offering up a note-perfect comment board cosplay of Judge Hathorne from “The Crucible” here. That’s you. Drink…

Still intent on being tendentiously, obtusely intent on your stunted perspective, with no evident capacity for an inward turn, I see. Disembowel yourself with an oyster fork.

And you taking anything I’ve said literally definitely doesn’t illustrate your priggish self-satisfaction at all. Also, me hyperbolically wishing you ill isn’t a threat, it’s an illustration of my point about your uptight humorlessness. Fall into into a pit of rabid ocelots.

Thank you for lighting yourself on fire. And proving my point, if petty one-upmanship is our aim here.

Evolving from patronizing, superior and myopically misguided to any other rhetorical stance is clearly something you’re incapable of. Eat broken glass.

Sorrow doesn’t require empathy. What an idiotic thing to say. And yeah, I felt bad for being overly snarky earlier, and I said as much. That was real. But I certainly no longer feel that way. Lemme take you to church here: just because you pronounce some stupid shit doesn’t make it so, and when you get called on the…

When you post on a comments page, you're talking to everyone. I retract my apology. Get eaten by fire ants.

Look, guy. I don’t know if I’m the first person to tell you this, but your sanctimony isn’t endearing. When I poked fun at your first post, was it a little mean-spirited? Yeah, and in retrospect it looks like trolling when I really intended to be gentler than that. But unless you’re working on the show, assuming you…

Didn’t I just admit that I’m not the hyper-connected industry power broker that you clearly are? Why you gotta be mean?

I mean, I admit it’s not a video game from 2004, but I do feel like her experience gives me a certain message board cachet when it comes to commenting about things I couldn’t possibly know about.

Ok. My sister-in-law was an extra one time on New Girl, so . . .

That’s some real good “Inside Television” quality stuff there, Champ.

Jason McIntyre is a chump. I argued with this fool for like a full day (which, yeah, I’m also a chump for engaging) on Twitter because he doesn’t understand that white people wearing sombreros waving maracas and chugging tequila is racist cultural appropriation. He’ll fit right in with those other two idiots.

Joshua is Tom Ley on burner email.

Joshua is Tom Ley on burner email.

Even if he had sprinted out of the box, it’s still a single, isn’t it? That’s how I justified it to myself. Love Puig, warts and all. Haters can pound sand.