This be the meat.
Let us recrap, non-friends. If a man comes here and speak the same ideas as others but speak them with a stranger tongue, he can be OSA? And once marked with the scarlet letter by thee you trust he can be pelted with garbage and be (TIS TRUTH!) reviled?
Shame, shame. Thee be no better, methinks, than the church thou dost decry.
Hast thought not stranger speak proves obfuscation of a lesser kind? Tis possible indeed some treasure anonymity most dear.
My mucous-nosed Germanic friend, my fanged-worded sense of snow, you do me great injustice. For sooth in this moment thee betards.
What crime have I to brand with the label ESMB SP? Recrap, recrap. The Logan, say I, wants more GO and earns thus ridicule most high. 'Tis wrong? The house of God and the house of Hub, say I, perhapth deserve themselves in war, they who each hath done the black and perpetrated wrongs most foul. 'Tis wrong?
Thou reads the same words in different tongues and shuns nay the ideas but the different man.
Art thou cliqueish fags?