Message To Egoraptor

I once met Egoraptor and he invited me to his house. This was around 2009-ish. I remember he had a sulfuric smell, kind of like the smell of eggs. He enjoyed keeping his fingernails in a ziploc bag to eat as a snack while playing video games or working on an animation. He showed me some of his work (even though I'd already seen his animations) and was more or less masturbating himself, so to speak. "I made Metal Gear Awesome! Remember that? That was a good animation!" and I was receptive to his narcissism.
When dinnertime rolled around he told me he was gonna make me some dinner. The food was great, I didn't expect him to be such a good cook, but what happened after was the straw that broke the camel's back.
After dinner he made us a cake that he garnished with his filed down toenails. I like a retard had some before he said "Guess what I garnished the cake with!" and after a pause said "TOENAILS!" before maniacally laughing like the taxi driver in that episode of Are You Afraid of the

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