The modded player sneers at Mojang's efforts, clarifying that all these "new" features are something modded has already had for years. The modded player continues his ridiculing, mocking fellow players for being "vanilla"- his keyboard getting filled with dorito particles the more his ego grows. But later that night, the modded player buries himself in his pizza roll-stained mattress and cries himself to sleep. For his favorite mods have now separated into another modloader made purely out of spite...