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To the four people that told me I need to go to Wintertodt to train fire making

    To the four people that told me I need to go to Wintertodt to train fire making today:
    
    No I do not. Even if I was an Ironman, which I am not, I still don't have to.
    
    I've been lighting fires since 2003 Sonny Jim and it works just as well now as it did then.
    
    You didn't even know about Runescape until you saw that twitch promotion in 2017.
    
    Yeah sure, you have a maxed main now and I don't, but let me tell you this:
    
    I've been having fun on this game ever since I started 20 years ago, and you sir, have been depressed.
    
    Did you enjoy Runescape today? I click the thumbs up with my computer mouse.
    
    You fumble around with your chubby fingers on some smart device, and every day you press the thumbs down. It's been proven.
    
    So you head back to Wintertodt mate. I'm gonna take a break and go for a quick PK trip at rune rocks. And you know what? I'm gonna laugh when I get pked by a clan, because I'm used to dying in this game, and it doesn't scare me.
    
    When they call me a rat I have a little chuckle to myself because I know it's just a game.
    
    When they call you a rat, you actually go check the mirror, and sure enough, you see beedy black eyes, a long snout and whiskers staring back at you. The sad thing is, you have done this to yourself. It wasn't the pkers, it wasn't Jagex, it was you all along.
    
    That's all, go have some fun guys. Put a smile on your dial.

    Mod Ash at the barbershop

      I met Ash 5 days ago. I got roped into watching my 3 month old cousin while my uncle got his hair cut. So there I am, sitting in the waiting area of a barbershop with my cousin, and who walks in but mod fucking Ash himself. I was nervous as shit, and just kept looking at him as he was sitting there sipping a cup of tea and waited, but was too scared to say anything to him. Pretty soon my cousin started crying, and I'm trying to quiet her down because I didn't want her to bother Ash, but she wouldn't stop. Pretty soon he gets up and walks over. He started running his hands through her hair and asked what was wrong. I replied that she was probably hungry or something. So Ash put down his cup of tea, picked up my cousin and lifted his shirt. He breast fed her right there in the middle of the barber shop. Chill guy, really nice about it. Would let him breast feed my niece again.