For the record, I love to argue.

I love disagreeing with people. I love debating with people. At parties, I purposely bring up Obamacare and gay marriage, because I love to rip into it with total strangers. And there is nothing I love more than being told I'm full of shit, especially by a person who can back it up.

I know I have researched the hell out of my topics of choice, and deep down, I know I'm right most of the time. And when I'm NOT right, I learn something I've missed about a topic in which I am interested. Win-win!

Having said that...I have already exercised my "ban" options on this profile. Repeatedly.

I am on this site to make friends and showcase writing. I am not here to humor socially retarded basement-dwellers who can't have a three-second conversation without making the other person want to slap them.

I realize that's the running joke about us furries, but I have been to several conventions, I've existed in the fandom for more than a decade, and I think most furries are good, courteous folks with enough social graces to get by in life.

If you are NOT...well, plan on me teaching you a very valuable lesson. I'm willing to take a lot of shit from people...until I'm not.

If you talk down to me, if you try to get inside my head instead of ASKING ME MY THOUGHTS, and above all if you even THINK about going after another commentator...I hope you pack light.

Having said that, I'm pretty sure the rest of you animals are civilized. So...let's continue, shall we?

And ericandkimahri (Eric and Kathy?): that's so cute, because it's what I would have said twelve years ago. You're a college freshman and therefore quite possibly just stupid, so I'll offer some sage advice: sometimes it's not the fact that you disagree, it's the WAY you disagree. You'll learn that in the next four years, if you stick with it.

Cheers!