Essentially I did nothing silly. This is all in your imaginations. I respect the fact that I pooped on your parade, really. But what do you want from me? Flowers? To say I'm sorry?
These are all material things that any trickster can pull out of his ass.
Doktor Howl has a rat up his ass. And I happen to be his scapegoat. I really do mean you well, Dr. Howl, but you cannot be acting inappropriately. Regardless of who acts inappropriately first.
Your attitude is perverting this situation, and a possible friendship could be sabotaged here - think.
Now please pass sentence on me, or cease belittling me. I'm here with honest intentions.
PS: I commend your paranoia. But as someone who's worked in the social networking business for a while, I've come to learn that level of paranoia doesn't belong with trolls. More... government Agents, or global conspiracies.