Just when I think I've read the stupidest post ever, you go and
post another. Just as the strength of a solitary brick will not
save a poorly built structure, your bold typeface does not redeem
your craven incoherent words.
I don't know what makes you such a worthless poster, but it really
works! If ignorance were a disability, you'd get the full pension.
If you knew what you're talking about, you'd be dangerous. As Abba
Eban so aptly said: "His ignorance is encyclopedic."
When god was handing out personalities, you must have been holding
the door. You're so boring, even a boomerang wouldn't come back to
you. There's nothing wrong with you that couldn't be cured with a
little Prozac and a polo mallet, or, better yet, suicide. Maybe you
wouldn't come across as such a jellyfish-sucking mental midget if
you weren't living proof that stupid people should not breed; if
your weren't so fat that when you stand on the weighing scale, it
reads: "Sorry, we don't weigh livestock.", or if you didn't have a
face so ugly that even your mother didn't know which end to put the
diaper on. Nah, of course you would.
Finally, why don't you go and get lost somewhere where they don't
have a "found" department?
