What a surreal experience today.
I don't normally plunder anymore but after the last hood change some yutz sent out a trade spam to Friends and Hood. I asked nicely in PM for them to leave me off the list. No bueno. Next day another trade spam, attack, 2 spear defence, plunder. The next day another spam and another person (another lousy defence) added more trades. Attack and plunder both,
More days more trade spams, more plunders, start leaving messages in the trade spams that the three people (did I mention a third joined the spamfest?) had crappy defences.
Today some fourth person berates me for saying the spammers had crappy defences and were easy plunders.. Sweet innocent me? Y'all know what a nice guy I am, so of course I PM him and tell him why I don't like trade spammers.
Guy gets all up in my grill and then puts me on ignore. Sp I message again (there are ways). All pretty mundane so far, just two middle aged adolescents exchanging pleasantries. Then it gets so flipping weird.
Guy says 'any time u want it do come' and gives me a name and home town. Who does that?
Gotta be pulling my leg, right? I look him up and whaddya know, there is such a person in that town. I make a snide comment about his somewhat unkempt appearance and his response confirms its the person I looked up.
Jeez, I used to think you had to be somewhat intelligent to play this game, but this guy sets a new low bar for that...
Anyway the plundering will continue until the hood rotates, and now I got a new bestest penpal buddy.
Plundering. The gift that keeps on giving.