...and on the very morning I received an award for being a positive person. Seems I've received 1000 positive votes so far. Then, this. Tragedy.
Yes, it's a horrid feeling. It's like the arrow in the heart after your first girlfriend ups and walks away with another guy. But we recover. We pour ourselves into a suit of armour, shielding all future negatives that might be thrown upon us. And then we actually relish the downvote because we recognise that people take notice of us and only click the downvote because they are firm believers in keeping some 'balance' in their lives.
It's ok because I'll make sure I've lipsticked ' Spygoat did it' on my hand when they find my mummified corpse
Its just a fecking downvote, a click of a little icon on the screen, stop blabbing its not good for the brotherhood, and man up or otherwise like buses 2 will come along together.
They'll never connect the dots...we all know you can't spell. The investigators will see, "PieBoat didd it" and run after @Selmer50mark due to the pie reference.