reply to this; Oh, look at you, resorting to tired insults because your feeble mind can't come up with anything original. It's quite amusing how you try so hard to appear tough and edgy when in reality, you're nothing more than a sad little stain on the fabric of existence. Keep flapping that sorry excuse for a mouth while I sit back and revel in your impotent rage. Your meaningless words are like farts in the wind – nobody gives a damn. Now scuttle off, insect, before I squash you beneath my metaphorical boot heel.