I tapped furiously away at my keyboard. I hadn't posted in a while and it seemed that whilst I had been post-free Hive had gone up in flames.
People were pointing angrily at each other, bandying hot words in the comment sections of posts by illustrious giants of Hive.
You're a cunt that takes out all they earn!
No you're a cunt that has no right not to vote me!
Even old mostly absent OG accounts popped up like haunted dildos ranting about it being their right to fucking horse out all the rewards and how dare people with stake presume to be free in what they did with it.
I too, feeling I was missing out on some drama had decided to get in on some of the action. The post I was writing was a magnificent creature that not only nailed the proverbial jelly to the wall, it also dragged it down and gave it a good shagging as well.
Daddy Bear, there's someone at the door?
The Good Lady foolishly interrupted my musings.
What in the flaming fuck, woman. Can't you see I am deep in the Hives? Look at my word count. I am a KING!
Yeah, there is still someone at the door though and I am in the middle of something. Can you get it?
She didn't sound as if she was getting it. Didn't she understand, the future of Hive was at stake? Would she be so flippant if she was a Hiver and the minnows were swimming up her humperdink and shitting in it?
Then again, it was their money and they could do what they want with it, so why not just give the scammers and farmers all the money?! At least that is what some level heads were saying.
Wanks.
Fuck my head was starting to hurt.
I scrolled down some more comments on one of the posts, now some people were claiming that they added value to Hive so were entitled to their rewards for the effort. LOL, did they fuck. One of them was one of those accounts that post those daily Guess the colour of my fucking socks competitions, the other was a champion of the Actibastard posts.
Such value.
Hey, it's your amp. It has arrived early!
The Good Lady yelled from the front door having wafted past me whilst I was in a Hive delirium.
My amp?
Fucking hell. It was not meant to arrive till September. Had I travelled in time again? Hopefully not like that time I came before I arrived? That is an entirely different tale however.
I ran into the hallway and grabbed the delicious box of loveliness from her.
My sweet amp.
Quickly, I got to the unboxing.
Look at that, is that not the sexiest box ever?
Oh yes, black. Just like my soul
Who doesn't love lighty buttons and knobs?
The one that looks shit on the right is the old one. I despise it now.
RAAR, INCREDIBANDO!
Hey, weren't you writing about some sort of Hive shenanigans?
Said the Good Lady in a see I do listen kind of voice.
I strummed a chord and grinned.
Nah, not really.