Since this coward lives in Australia, I have to amuse myself by imagining how an encounter with Zebonka might transpire.
We decide to meet on a Saturday afternoon. I challenged this punk Zebonka since he has repeatedly attacked my honor. Yes, it's just a message board, and yes, he is a rodent, but honestly, he is an annoying rodent. The kind of rodent that leaves shit all around my house. And what does one do with rodents? They deal with them. So annoying he had become that he had piqued my interest. I wanted to see what the fucktard looks like. For fun, and a laugh.
I see him, standing outside the coffeeshop we agreed to meet. He's a thin lad, with a musician's body. About 5'6. Diminutive. Seeing him I want to laugh out loud at the ferocious mighty online warrior. It explains much. short, ugly, scrawny fellow. No wonder he's an angry person. In a way, I sort of feel sorry for him.
He sees me, and I can see his hands trembling. I try to refrain from laughing in his face. That would be too humiliating to the mighty warrior.
Zebonka, I say with my baritone voice. I look down on him. I stand head and shoulder above him.
I reach out and shake his hand firmly. His hand felt limp like overcooked spaghetti.
"Thank you for coming. I'm glad you did not forfeit our meeting as a coward might."
"Um..no problem. I hope we can come to an.."
I cut him off.
I look him straight in the eye. And I look at him with a serious face.
"Now that you see me in person, I'm interested to hear from your mouth what you want to say to me. Let's deal with this as men, shall me?"
"Now..speak your mind. Tell me to my face."
I hear nothing but silence. I can see from his face that he will not be confrontational, today, or ever again. He merely wanted to smooth things over with me.
Finally, the mouse spoke.
"I'm sorry. Let's just be friends, ok? I was being stupid, and..".
I had heard enough.
I had to admire his sincerity. In truth, I have no real problems with the lad. I was mighty impressed he even showed up. It was entertaining enough to see Zebonka in the flesh.
I smile, and say, "Ok, Let's be friends. No worries. In the future, be nice to people, online, ok? even if they are being stupid. We all can say and do stupid things, right?"
I shake my hand with his, and afterwards, briskly walk away, with a smile on my face. It was fun to see Zebonka. A thought occurred to me as I walked away from Zebonka forever. It was fun to deal with problems as a man, and not as a phantom warrior. Real Life is wonderful that way because people know if they mess with others in real life, real consequences can occur. And most people are too cowardly to deal with consequences.
And as quickly as he entered my reality, he quickly faded. I never had any more problems with "Zebonka, the mighty warrior".
Now..for these other two rodents...Inu-Tiger..and Saif...that's a story for another day.