This is a solid piece of work, well done!I have taken one for Team RS and have now wasted an hour and a half of my life that i will not get back.
Here is a rough paraphrasing of the entire thing.
"I used to be the go to expert for the Exo guys on rifles and such. Now i'm not. I have hurt feelings.
There are mean people on the interwebs that say things i disagree with (and they make the Exo guys not be my acolytes), but i made up a fictional listener from Australia to justify my biases. My new friend Jack fully agrees that i know cool stuff. He is awesome.
I have reached back to pull up anecdotes that prove i am right, and i will not acknowledge the scope and breadth of other potential people's experiences. Because i'm cool. They aren't.
I still have a big poster of Craig Boddington on my wall, and when i look at him with his really big gun my pants feel funny.
Match bullets are dumb. Until i use them. Then they are awesome.
You don't even have to actually hit something with a Barnes bullet to kill it. It's the Chuck Norris of projectiles.
Wallop, authority and frontal diameter mean everything when you shoot stuff in the ass. Which should be expected because as we know killing stuff means EVERYTHING. The process, enjoyment and gift of being outside is secondary to making stuff dead.
I also get kind of emotional when i think of my imaginary friend Jack's (and by default my own) distress caused by people on the interwebs, and i default to such powerful phrases as "piss-ant" and "put your money where your mouth is". This is my strong closer that i spent hours crafting."