In retrospect, he was being sarcastic. Wasn't he? Wasn't that what the

was for? To indicate the joke, right? Tell me that's what it was. Please, tell me. Please, god, tell me that's what it is. I'm serious here, I need you to tell me it was all a big elaborate joke, and you'll all come out of hiding from behind the couch and yell "SURPRISE ROCL! WE GOT YOU!" and we'll laugh and have cake. That's how this story will end, right? Please tell me that's how it will end. Please let this have a happy ending. Don't let this story end in misery! Jump out from behind the couch already! Tell me it was a joke! You're killing me here, leaving me here, thinking that this is a serious response. You can't do this to me, it's inhumane. I'm sure there is some sort of law against this. Stop it. Stop it right now. Tell me this is a joke already, stop leading me on. Don't make me come over there myself! Why won't you say anything? Is it because this too, is part of the joke? Do you know how cruel this joke is? Why do you torment me so? Is it funny to you? Are you getting your jollies out of this? I hope you are, because I'm not. How does it make you feel to know you torment me so? You probably don't even care- you're so goddamn proud of yourself right now. "Oh haha! I fooled Rocl! How glorious am I?" is what you're saying to your mother on the phone this very instant. Your lifelong goal completed, you've done it. Congratulations, now give me back what little left of my sanity I have. Tell me this is some big joke. Tell me your intricate planning leading up to it, be sure to laugh all the way as you carefully pick apart this post and my prior. Let me know which parts of my post were especially funny, because you were in on the joke and I wasn't. Do you think this is grand? Does this really excite you so? Make you so goddamn happy? This is downright cruel, and more severe than the worst punishments. You might as well put me to death, at least my mind would be at ease then. Here? No, it can't be at ease. I can't tell if you're seriously talking to me, or making a mockery of me. Are you pleased with yourself? Have you masturbated enough to this post yet? Are you ready to come forward and admit that this is some kind of amazing joke? Perhaps you'll say it's serious in hopes of me making several more posts like this. Maybe I will, maybe I won't. It's all up to what you do, so tell me now: Is it real? Is it fake? Are you just toying with my emotions? Leading me along on a string through heartache and despair? This is what you want, isn't it? For me to be so torn up and constantly weighing your intelligence versus mine. Could you have fooled me? Are you capable of it? Had I just let my guard down? Maybe I'm slipping? What could it be? It has to be fake, yes it has to be! But what if you're serious, I would never see it coming! But no! I already have, for far too many are serious in this thread, so clearly you are joking, right? No, wait, so many are serious here, so you too, are serious. That's what's happening here isn't it? This is what you wanted. You got it you sick bastard, you got my sanity.