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Paul AdamsIn other words, you know the contents of my collection? You've been to one of my homes, or businesses? You have access to my inventory program files? You've presonally reviewed my card holdings as well? You know exactly which Mantle cards I own, even though to my understanding of my collection, I don't own any post 1935 sportscards?
This gets more bizarre by the moment. What appears to be happening here is that if you're one of the Vintage Board "Good ol'Boys" club, you can say anything you want about any subject or anyone else that isn't in this "Secret Sphincter Handshake Society".
I did nothing more than post my opinion on a card, like anyone else and the raptors came flying in from all sides to attack me.
Well, I want to take a flying stab at this BS. Just to glean some understanding of how this nonsense works.
OK Runscott. You're called RunScott because your stockings run. Underneath your 3 piece business suit, you wear a garter belt and stockings that always run because you have knobby, pointed knees. Due to this quirk, you hate asparagus, love brussel sprouts, and become suicidal at the mere sight of broccoli because your uncle GreatScott was once hurt when a crate of Andy Boy Broccoli fell off a swerving truck and hit him upside his head (As if I have a real clue about the life and times of RunScott, or care).
See, I'm a wizard as well, just like you! Now I'll sit back and listen to more of your BS (as if you have a clue about anything to do with me). Tell me more about me. As little as you do really know about me (absolutely nothing!), it's probably equal to what you know about anything else.