Hi, old dude.
How's it feel to kill helpless little clams by boiling them to death?
Especially considering we've already discussed the fact they should be STEAMED, not boiled. Gauche little ****er that he is.
New Hampshire's own Sparky the gadfly starts it off by calling grave dancers mother****ers. Isn't that nice. no one in particular. Just a shotgun blast of bullshit birdshot.
Gadfly? Seriously? Is that all I am to you? I mean, in another world, in another place, I might actually be offended and try a LOT harder to piss you off, but frankly, you're simply not worth the effort. You're the shit-flinging monkeys of the Internet, and I don't want to get splattered lest I get too close.
I mean, what really pisses you off about me specifically, or us in general? Is it the fact we have deeper thoughts about what we'll eat for breakfast than what you've had in pretty much your entire existence? Is it the fact that your fantasy, even when compared to our reality, still sucks canal water?
Or, more to the point, is it the fact that while we laugh at and are amused by your childish antics, deep down inside, we really DON'T give two shits about you? (I think I'm hitting a little close to home here.)
And for the record, this was my actual quote:
First mother****er that starts grave dancing is going to regret it.
Bullshit, dude? Methinks not.