You are lucky. Usually when someone creates a sock puppet but the puppet and the puppeteer are perma banned.
Yes, I begrudgingly concur. As Pride looms Large, I could never bend at the waist; still and all, my old head doth nod.
Red Dog thanks you
........from the world after ours. Not of note but quiddity; dogs love unconditionally.
No punishment? Forget not, Dear.......I still speak and write with a lissssp. And at your hands!
Perma-Banned? Oh, ho! You would have gotten three heads with one poke.......of the delete button.
SCM, UH, RD
The furor this would have caused in places unseen! No small ripple through the fabric of the Universe.....THIS.
A righteous blow from a small right hand.
I can never be banished, for I am not here.
For, IT IS; my feet are bare, I stand in soil, in a place where dreams go to enliven.
A mere Lady in a black robe cannot off
my head, can only off
my caught word.
Now, Red Dog......he cannot make that claim, he was sliced to bits by forces, yet unmentioned.
And yes, I am lucky. I have lived with full gravity: that which holds my feet to the Earth and the surplus that has attuned my mind to "more so" of what ALL IS
The gauntlet was thrown by Ulysses, thousands of years ago. Do not pull your head back and tilt it aside. Do not haughtily sneer. The trail of now-cold doubters is a lot longer than my lopped-off tongue [at your hands] and my sharp witted old mind.