You kept going—hours spent chasing the last word, like it was some prize just out of reach.

What a cope. Try cooking an egg on that seethe, it might just work lol

It wasn’t about the truth or winning. It was an addiction to the fight itself, the endless back-and-forth that never ends because the other side doesn’t even play by the same rules.

Good on you to admit that you don't play by the rules. That whole bot thing? That's some excellent ammo you handed me.