Jethro's Lament
Hmmm....Arthur. Dear, dear Arthur. You pain me.
And the bromides you so thickly have strewn about in a sophomoric effort to internationalize yourself only compound your obtuse slander of the lack of diplomacy here.
Condescension and pompousness from your very first post has inured in me a dislike for the horse that you have chosen to ride in on.
Mainly for the fact that the ladder you are forced to carry to mount and dismount must be quite heavy and cumbersome. I so worry that you suffer from nosebleed at that altitude.
I hope that I have been able to communicate to you in an acceptable manner and that my effort does not go unnoticed or unappreciated.
I trust that my sharing has enhanced your understanding as your sharing has most certainly done for me. My cup, truly, runneth over!
The light from your posts illuminates the darkest regions of the netherworld.
You are the Golden Arches lighting up a rural Minnesota night.
The crackle from your mosquito bug-zapping intellect lights up the outhouses of an overburdened and constipated world.
Here’s hoping that Dave, Chinee and Zet can screw in that 1/2Watt light bulb in time so as to benefit from the informational energy you generate!
And the bromides you so thickly have strewn about in a sophomoric effort to internationalize yourself only compound your obtuse slander of the lack of diplomacy here.
Condescension and pompousness from your very first post has inured in me a dislike for the horse that you have chosen to ride in on.
Mainly for the fact that the ladder you are forced to carry to mount and dismount must be quite heavy and cumbersome. I so worry that you suffer from nosebleed at that altitude.
I hope that I have been able to communicate to you in an acceptable manner and that my effort does not go unnoticed or unappreciated.
I trust that my sharing has enhanced your understanding as your sharing has most certainly done for me. My cup, truly, runneth over!
The light from your posts illuminates the darkest regions of the netherworld.
You are the Golden Arches lighting up a rural Minnesota night.
The crackle from your mosquito bug-zapping intellect lights up the outhouses of an overburdened and constipated world.
Here’s hoping that Dave, Chinee and Zet can screw in that 1/2Watt light bulb in time so as to benefit from the informational energy you generate!