"I think I'll recommend to the ET's that they pack your assaults and insults in with your anal probe."
"when the neighbor kids came by with a little parade--did you immediately stop what you were doing to piss on it?"
"And, how did cats fair near your home? How many did you dismember?"
"Whoever was doing the packing obviously left toooooo much tinfoil out of your upper and lower orifi."
"But then, I'm sure your exceedingly overinflated ego will take up all available space."
"And where did you get your PhD in sh*t flinging?"
And you call ME mean? Tsk, tsk. Either you're just a complete wimp, or an unabashed hypocrite. Hypocrisy, thy name is Quix.
Absolutely.
You visciously go for the jugular about one's sanity and personhood relentlessly, tenaciously, in mean terms with a mean attitude.
In a mostly feeble effort to give you about 20% of your own medicine, I lob some of your things back in very fur and foam wrapped form and you still freak. Quite consistent that. /sar.
But hey, I'm not surprised that your discrimmination skills about meanness and mirror functions are all that inoperable.