What kind of troll is this? If you are going post an apology like this at least make it worth my time reading it, explain more what happened, use pictures, ext.
As are we. Yeah, I am. Me too! Yep, count me in. Will you guys shut up in there, before I poke you with a Q-Tip?
Says a guy from a dead alliance that before they got whooped had countless forum CF. you and littletrouble must be smoking some really good stuff.
I'm holding on your rope, got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearing what you say, but I just can't make a sound You tell me that you need me then you go and cut me down, but wait You tell me that you're sorry, didn't think I'd turn around, and say (that) "It's too late to apologize (it's too late) " I said, "It's too late to apologize (it's too late) "
About time for anyone telling you off for all your deeds No sign the roaring thunder stopped in cold to read No time Get mine and make no excuses waste of precious breath No time The sun shines on everyone, everyone love yourself to death So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go You'll never be loved till you've made your own You gotta face up, you gotta get yours You never know the top till you get too low A son of a stepfather A son of a I'm so sorry A son of a stepfather A son of a I'm so sorry No lies and no deceiving, man is what he loves I keep tryin' to conceive that death is from above No time Get mine and make no excuses waste of precious breath No time The sun shines on everyone, everyone love yourself to death So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go You'll never be loved till you've made your own You gotta face up, you gotta get yours You never know the top till you get too low A son of a stepfather A son of a I'm so sorry A son of a stepfather A son of a I'm so sorry Life isn't always what you think it'd be Turn your head for one second and the tables turn And I know, I know that I did you wrong But will you trust me when I say that I'll Make it up to you somehow, somehow So you gotta fire up, you gotta let go You'll never be loved till you've made your own You gotta face up, you gotta get yours You never know the top till you get too low A son of a stepfather A son of a I'm so sorry A son of a stepfather A son of a I'm so sorry I'm so sorry I'm so sorry I'm so sorry.