Hi Ron.
You can fuck off again now.
As far as I can tell, it's not Ron.
It's just another dumbass. You can't swing a dead cat without hitting one, these days.
Roger,
I note your reply above and suggest that your answer pales into irrelevance in the face of larger, more pertinent questions. Naturally, I, as your Docktor, Confessor, Gardener, indefinite alibi, Finanical Adviser, Unrequited Lover, Bookie, Banjo Repairman, Real Estate Agent, Vizier and Legal Woo consultant, have to take you to task for some of these.
Firstly, WHY the fuck is this kind of idiocy spreading so quickly in the face of overwhelming counter-evidence. Have we reached the point where trivial things like "Proof" genuinely no longer matter? It appears so. When we agreed to put a little something in the water supply way back when, I thought we were both talking about saltpeter not whatever the fuck has spawned these legions of children that are intellectually sub-par even when compared to those with the most severe cases of foetal alcohol syndrome. For this, I am ambivalent whether to hold ye in highest contempt or commission a statute. I may go with both just to "Hussein" it. I'm sure you'll see that as equitable middle ground.
Secondly, I again recall a long and detailed conversation with you in which you proposed to show me "The funniest fucking thing I've ever seen". Then you explained half the joke and for the second half I'm staring at an orange loon waiting for him to start Afghanistan 2 - Korean Boogaloo. Mainly because the aforementioned cretins are unware why there is North Korea to begin with but they know a land war there is bad. So Nuke it! Nuke all the things! And yet your stooge keeps his finger from the button and golfs. Control your client sir, this is starting to feel like a personal slight.
Thirdly, I was at your house all last night if anyone asks. We watched sports. Give no more details than this to anyone who may inquire. Standard cautionary procedures apply. *%%55522!B.
Fourthly, I have sent you a classic hilarious "Scouse" wig. It's kind of like this :
I expect this to be worn at all future meetings, both social and business. In fact, just leave it on until I tell you to take it off.
Fifthly, I have still not had last weeks agendas minutes and I can't recall the full list of people who are currently designated "Shitbag". Please advise.
Sixthly, Upon studying the provided diagrams of meth addiction and voting patterns, I am seeing that plan "OHGODSMYSKINISWRIGGLING" is coming to the suggested turning point. Inform Suppy and distribution accordingly to maximise future Krokodil profits. Or just shove any shit in your sheds into bags and jars. People are quite past the point of giving a fuck and we may as well make a few quid out of this capitalism thing before the current bronze age ends.
Seventhly, end of the bronze age. Worth a read up on. SEA PEOPLE. And failures in centralised systems. Which are totally not replicated in current modern business practises. System Collapse theory I'm sure you'll find amusing.
Eigththly, Beyond our current vendettas, I must say that it's too DAMN NICE around here. I've seen threads where people were being fucking CIVIL to each other. Cordial even. This cannot stand. I am absolutely fucking furious with every single one of you. Where is the hate? The subtle snide remark? The open and outright disdain for what the other person is and how everything they believe in and stand for is astoundingly stupid to it's core? When was your last scream of self righteousness? Not fucking recent enough.(And that's generalised, not actually, directly to you, Roger.)
Ninthly, And Finally, I must note with some large measure of satisfaction that the old "Flaming bag" trick is considerably approved with a small addition of the discussed substance. 4/5, will be doing that again.
