this is the only time you've had the frikkin' rug pulled out from under you. i bet you don't like this at all, you pansy! you're sneaking around, USING us to do the sweat on this network, and it's all for YOU YOU YOU. I know what's up with you, with him, with HER, with your off-the-grid homeboy lie that you've been living. you're on the run, kid, and they're going to find you, i bet. any day now, with their smarts and their code and their ways of making you NOT EXIST. that's right, stupid, *I* am the idiot that couldn't figure it out, and yet you left that trail for me like electric breadcrumbs. yer vague as hell, sonny, but 2 and 2 makes 5 if you think for one moment the rest of us are gonna hang onto your plans as if we were just loopholing our way through the digital universe. this noble/roman doesn't work for free, bud. i don't appreciate being used. why don't you give us all a little lowdown, a bit of the old family tree. it might do you good, mister sensitive. you could get a load off your chest. you could share. sharing time is now. out with it.