Did willfully exert her influence on a gentle starving person ( in Alaska of all places) to coerce him into making a beautiful website with commercial shopping cart capabilities and then refused to pay for it.
Willfully persuaded a gentle lady in France into distilling a custom batch of absinthe
and then, in a very confusing way, refused to pay for all of it, only took half of the custom order,
and refused to pay the prevailing euro to dollar price, which was different than when the deal began.
And lastly, she fucked me,
and I can never forgive that;
mainly because I love you
and every minute I spend
but mostly because I don't think I deserve that kind of treatment.

You don't.
Nobody does.

Sounds like mostly artists getting screwed.
All my life I've been screwed out of my time and effort, making artwork for people who later decided not to pay me for it, thinking that I wasn't really "out" anything, just some of my time and a few ounces of paint.

"My name is Inigo Montoya,
you stole my painting,
prepare to die."

Thanks for the heads-up, Kirk. The last thing I need is some
deadbeat not honoring a deal they negotiated in the first place.

That would be one of her M.O.s.

It is obvious from Betina’s lack of a credible defense, that she obviously ripped Kirk off. It amazes me that she would want to keep a pair of earrings that she acquired in such a shitty way. I also assume she is guilty of not paying her web designer and the mess at the distillery, since she didn’t see fit to answer.

It's low deed to take advantage of an artist.
I've wondered in the past whether the rumors
of unprincipled business practices were true.

Seems they are. I wonder why absinthe attracts so many slime-balls.

What is a dissatisfied party going to do?
Contact the Better Business Bureau?

All of our transactions — interpersonal and more formal — 
are necessarily staked on a foundation of trust.
That's why it's such a pain in the balls
when someone comes into the community and betrays trust.
They take advantage of more than just one person.
They take advantage of the structure of the community.
It's a huge affront.

Any similar "alternative economies"
would deal with a charlatan in short order.
But this one is civilized and essentially law-abiding.

Such things cannot go on forever, though.
No matter how cagey and careful a person is,
he or she is likely to upset the wrong person eventually
if his or her dealings are not scrupulously fair.

This my very last reply.
I never agreed on a price with Kirk and immediately sent the earrings back.
I never agreed on a price with Alaska guy either.
I have never ordered any special absinthe made for me from anywhere. That accusation is totally bizarre.
Nobody has ever complained about my packing, shipping, or product. I guarantee everything. I have never ripped off a customer unlike Justin, Doc and every other American vendor along with some European ones, as well.
All of you can believe what you will. Those who know me and do business with me know that I am honorable.
I will no longer be posting on this forum.
the Princess of Paranoia

Inserting princess of paranoia was not done by me...goodbye

Sorry to see you leave.

Gimp

This affronted tone does nothing to instill confidence.

In scruples.

She whittles poopholes, not
scruples.

Still doesn’t explain how she wound up with the earrings for free. Fucking thief.

She fucked his ass.

More plainer?

Head mopper.

Hotel Grand is still open 25
hrs./week.

Not even a workin' bulb in
the john now.

Let alone big titted twin
beertendresses.

We should buy it.

Um, no.
YOU should buy it.
WE should run it.

And gotta 'splain the lack
o' 40's.

Fucker was licensed in 1844.

Not many bars look out onto
a cemetery w/the headstones
in High German and Revlolutionary
War and War of 1812
vets buried in it.

Vet Sematary.

Ha!

Thought you could only get fucker licenses in Abby's new locale.

And she got the volume discount.

One cool memory of Atown is of watching fire flies in that cemetary.

*sigh*

A few for me is you and me
and and the pavement and
bars and bonding.

Couple a times we did that,
me boy.

It's actually illegal in this county.
Ya gotta go over the hump, to Parumph.

I love saying that.

Get that ATM in your
bedroom workin'?

That is certainly the biggest part of it.

Fucker.
The prequel to LF05 started
so promising (after your
2 hour vent session), and then
the shit turned to shit.

It would have got worse if I stayed.

Further on down the road...

We ain't dead yet.

You have no idea.

No, I think if he's still typing, we can be pretty sure about it.

1)Shit'd been resolved.
2)Jury's out.
3)That Big Laugh fucker is my
Abby Clown.

There may have been xit at LF05 but I still had a great time. I'm damned glad I was there. 'course it helps that I didn't have to deal with any of the xit.

Fuck it.
Can't have the mtn. w/out
getting through the valley.

Very glad to have you here.

Your force cautght my gift to
see you drive down the street
and realise you are One of Us.

That was truely cool even if I don't understand how you knew.

And no one understands when I tell them the Mayor knew me.

You think I do?
The less I try to understand
and just do, the betterer.

Before we met.

I thought this one was your Abby Clown.

'Sides, I really did laugh.

Ha!
And yes, I really did know it
was you, TeeG1!

Made it kinda clear, I think.

Um, no, der Cros.
That one was a Spaz-itation/
annoyance.