Thanks, I will send him or her a DM. I do not need to send you any receipt; this is not your business. I just need to open up this fraud so everybody is informed. I am just communicating this fraud. I hope you understand. Have a good day!
The poster named David Hume has proven his worth on this board through years of thoughtful posts and debate. We don't know his legal name, but we have little reason not to trust him. You show up on a random sports message board accusing him of... what, exactly? Why would you know that he's making these claims on this board? I'm sorry, but this is fishier than a seafood chowder. We have absolutely no reason to trust anything you say. If you said grass was green, I'd check your pockets for markers.
I'm an not really interested in your posts. Go away please.
Al must be really bored
OK, I just communicated with Guadalupe, she did not realize that “David Hume” was my pseudonym and now she understands. Guadalupe, welcome to Jazzfanz!
Wtf. She thought that we use our real names? Like my birth certificate says fishonjazz and someone else is named sardines and douchebag k and The Thriller etc?
Yes, Guadalupe and I talked by phone this morning and got a good laugh out of it. It was an honest mistake.
This is a free world. I am not interested in your posts either. Go away and do not communicate with me. I did not start this conversation with you.
Exactly Mr. Hume. I am actually the sister of Mr. David Hume. I did not who this person was in reality. I honestly admire and care a lot for my brother. And he is real.
Um, all of them use their real names. You don't? Weirdo.
Yes, he is the real one. I just talked with him by phone this morning.
I use my real name always. I am Guadalupe Correa-Cabrera.
When I was in middle school I had a job and I spent most of my disposable money on clothes. I had vertical striped Girbaud jeans with alternating light and dark purple stripes and a pair of purple suede Nike high tops, finished off with a long sleeve solid purple Girbaud shirt that matched the light purple stripes. I looked like a clown, honestly. I was an ultra shy kid and had recently moved to the school I was going to. In my home econ class there was a really hot girl who had a boyfriend who was in the class and that guy clowned on me a little. Not too much or he would have found out what my reaction to being bullied was, which from a young age was to throw as many punches directly at their face as I could get off before someone stepped in or the person asked me to stop. Anyway, one day his girl got tasked with passing out the homework packet and as she passed me she whispered "I like your shoes." I have no idea if she was low-key making fun of me or if she wanted to bang, but I decided it was because she wanted to bang.
I literally had those exact same colored girbaud jeans but mine were shorts lol.
