Well, overconfidence does require one to be amazed by themselves, so sure?
It's odd to me that you find this "nu uh, you are!" thing even superficially effective or satisfying. It's not upsetting, really, but it's so obviously not working on any level for you. You don't believe it, I don't believe it. It's not actively bothering me, it seems impossible it's actively making you feel better about being completely fucking unarguably wrong. Is it an attempt at subtle humor by being so juvenile that we forgive your earlier lack of rhetorical ability? Is it a commentary on grown men arguing about comic books?
Or are you just that stupid? I mean, Occam's razor, I guess, but it strains credulity that anyone could be that slow or oblivious to how badly they are being destroyed.
Anyway, I'm off to make dinner. Feel free to continue posting into a void, I guess. Maybe someone else will chime in to tell you how wrong you are. Some people like to get a kick in at a corpse.
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To make a long story short, I don't take any responsibility for anything I post here. It's not news, it's not truth, it's not serious. It's parody. It's satire. It's bitter. It's angsty. Your mother's a *****. You like to jack off dogs. That's right, you heard me. You like to grab that dog by the bone and rub it like a ski pole. Your dad? Gay. Your priest? Straight. **** off and let me post. It's not true, it's all in good fun. Now go away.