A few minutes ago, I was re-living the greatness of the thread where Sully made a name for himself here. Glorious times. Part of what struck me was how cordial you and I were with one another. It perfection. Black Swan and IDR's Kate Upton appreciation thread rolled into one. It warmed my heart with a longing for your friendship and my pants with the product of premature ejaculation. I miss being civil with you. I don't know what happened. One side of the story is that I made a joke or two at your expense and you just don't know how to take that in stride. Another side of the story is that I'm a tad abrasive and you were just calling me on my shit. You can place names on those stories, but I don't intend to. What I will say is that the truth, as it does in most cases, likely lies somewhere in between those two perspectives. And in realizing this truth, I've called you here for one thing: A public cease fire.
I await you graciously accepting my moist, clammy hand in an embrace that signals a new day here on WrestleZone.
Long live the Alliance! Long live the Alliance!