Here is a long overdue apology.
I’m sorry I hurt you when we were children.
I’m sorry you trusted me, and dropped that item on the other side of the wagon in Act 1. I did use telekinesis to pick it up. Many times.
I’m sorry that you fell for it again when LoD first came out, because I was on a barbarian this time. I did equip a ring with telekinesis charges. Until TK was finally patched.
I’m sorry, in your innocence you filled your inventory with stamina potions. How shocked you must have been when I killed you and all of your items littered the ground.
Sorry about that gemmed cap.
I’m sorry about tricking you into sending the accept trade packet. You were just starting to feel like a leet hacker.
Sorry for all the crowded WPs in hardcore.
Sorry for all the dirty TPs in hardcore.
Sorry about TPPKing you in hardcore.
Sorry about all those times you walked out of town ahead of me in hardcore.
Sorry about killing your AFK Enchantress sitting near the edge of town with my Rogue Merceneary in hardcore.
Sorry about trading you clashing duped items that poofed in your next game.
Sorry for killing your Cow King.
Sorry for leaving the game with Malah’s potion in my inventory.
Sorry for hiding your Radament’s Book of Skill in the corner of the Great Marsh.
Sorry for all of it, we were only children.