Alright. So the players in this drama are, in order of appearance: Gary's wife, referred to as C; Wasim, referred to as W; Myself, referred to as H; Gary, referred to as G.
The stage: A new game of Carcassone, built upon my Glorious Empire. C and W enter, already bickering and pointing fingers in an effort to assign blame for their losses.
C: Yo W I replayed the finish to the game where Greg won and I blame you now
W: Cool story, bro. Tell me more. That perch is coming down. Your cities are all gonna burn in the dark righteousness of my fury!
H: My favourite part was when I stole wasim's farmland with the very last move.
C: Yeah ok, you put down a monastery that connected Greg's fields.
W: Don't blame me for you not being good enough to mitigate the damage of other players.
G: (eating popcorn)
W: AYNCHUNT SHYNEEZ SUKRETS!!!!!!
H: This may be the saltiest I've ever seen wasim.
W: Not really..just frustrated that I'm stuck with frauds.
H: Hey, you want to come over? My dinner is a little under-seasoned.
W: Then learn to cook.
H: Oh man, now it's snowing! Help me de-ice my parking lot?
(For the ease of the reader, I've omitted the time stamps; the audience should be aware that the previous message was sent at 10:23pm, and the upcoming message was sent at 7:34am the following morning. This is how much time it took for W to think of a clever response, and this is what he came up with.)
W: Pretty big shit talker for winning all of one game. Guess even toddlers can feel like big boys when they're on their tricycles.
H: Hey now, let's keep it neat and keep it clean!
W: lol
And the curtain closes.
Epilogue: In other games of carc, I haven't come in first. Unless you define "first" to be "ahead of W". In which case, I think in most of the games I've played with W, I've come in first. So there's that to consider as well.
Edit: I'm not sure, but G may have made a reference to angry texts from W as well; I'm not privy to those messages and I can't make any comment as to their existence or their contents.