Hey guys, Mike here. This is the kind of editorial that nobody ever wants to write, but I feel like I need to because there's an important massage for everyone, and hopefully I can save someone from the type of pain I went through. The kind of pain you only get when you trust somebody too much.

A few weeks back, I made a new friend on the SnesGamerz.org forum, a user by the name of croft1117. This dude was a TOTAL. BRO. We loved all the same games like Castlevania and LttP and of course DEMONS CREST. We both thought RPGs were lame and told each other about cool abscure SNES games and we shared roms with each other. We even did this thing where we'd pass a Super Mario Paint save file back and forth and take turns adding to it.

I was just about to ask him to join our team and make comics here at DC:TAY. But that's when tradegy struck. I instant messaged him and said hey Crofty! You know, based on his handle. And he said "you can just call me Darren." I said oh, is Croft your last name? And he said "no, I got my handle from Lara Croft. Tomb Raider is my favorite game ever!" It was then that my jall dropped. Shock and ahh. Needles to say, I was flubber gasted. All this time, I had been becoming bros with... A CRAPSTATION GAMER??? I wanted to throw up, which is why I threw up. Jimmy was there he can vouch. It was like watching my dog get punched to death by an alien. It was terrifying, but I just couldn't even believe something like that could even happen.

I immediately blocked him and even deleted my account on the forum. How could he have done this to me? Jimmy and me tried to game some to clear my mind but I just couldn't get into it. I even lost to him in Street Fighter 2 for the first time ever. Jimmy jumping in here, it was NOT the first time ever. -Jimmy After that, I shot off some firecrackers in the street which did actually make me feel a little better. Some guy honked at me and asked who my parents were and I gave him Jimmy's uncle J's name and he was like "I'm going to talk to him and tell him how bad you've been!" but Uncle J will probably just think it was funny. He got us the firecrackers anyway and Jimmy's parents were MAAAAD. But it was awesome lol.

Anyways so yeah, I feel mostly better now. It always sucks to lose a bro, but I'm in no short supply of bros. He-who-shall-not-be-nammed wasn't as funny as me or Jimmy anyway, so he probably wouldn't have made good comics.

That's about all I have to say about that. Be careful who you trust... they might just like Crapstation.

Keep rockin in the free world, brutha!

-The Mikester