Oh, I recognize... one, alright. No problemo there, dear.
that he needs his mama to figure it out for him.
My mother died of cancer in 1993. You will kindly leave her out of your vile raging.
Go figure.
Go to...
No, I'm not going to allow you to bait me any further. You can get your stimulation some other way.
You brought your mother into this, pal.
And rant all you want, you still posted an absolute falsehood about my posts on this thread and haven't been able to back it up.