No laughing matter for me, ma'am, whatever you may choose to believe. You think my posts are written for your amusement. There's no amused smirk on the face of my daughter, for whom I lovingly purchased these bonds from a Bloodlines-approved hub, with the aim of securing her future. She has no future now.
Never mind, you may freely laugh knowing that our land is up for sale and that I have lost everything I invested. Our club is no more. When news of this calamity spread, what were the Lindens doing? Oh, that's right - partaking in a "hunk or dunk" event. Patch Linden in a state of semi-undress, ducking softball questions from an airhead host. This won't go unforgotten.