Good for you. Of course, you make assumptions I don’t drive an EV but you see what you want to see.
As Monty Python said in The Holy Grail: I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough wiper! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries! Now pucker up…
Good for you. Of course, you make assumptions I don’t drive an EV but you see what you want to see.
As Monty Python said in The Holy Grail: I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough wiper! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries! Now pucker up…
Good for me, indeed! Look, I'm all for a good debate, but name-calling and weird attempts at bullying aren’t really my thing. Also, I’ll pass on whatever 'pucker up' is supposed to mean—I’m just not that into you. If you ever want to have a civil conversation, I’m here for it. Otherwise, take care.
I read your so-called diatribe—a mess of you trying to rebrand. Let’s get one thing straight: we are not the same. You’ve carved out a niche as the resident provocateur, hurling cheap shots and marinating in manufactured outrage. Meanwhile, I deal in reality—common sense, accountability, and keeping the digital space clear of the noise you thrive on. A casual ‘sounds good’ won’t bridge that canyon, so don’t flatter yourself with the comparison. No pursed lips here—just a firm, unshaken rejection of your projected delusions. Repost it if you must; there’s always an audience for empty bluster.
Good for you. Of course, you make assumptions I don’t drive an EV but you see what you want to see.
As Monty Python said in The Holy Grail: I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough wiper! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries! Now pucker up…
Good for me, indeed! Look, I'm all for a good debate, but name-calling and weird attempts at bullying aren’t really my thing. Also, I’ll pass on whatever 'pucker up' is supposed to mean—I’m just not that into you. If you ever want to have a civil conversation, I’m here for it. Otherwise, take care.
Sounds good to me. You must not have read my “diatribe “ from yesterday. I’m happy to repost for your edification. Other, purse those lips!
I read your so-called diatribe—a mess of you trying to rebrand. Let’s get one thing straight: we are not the same. You’ve carved out a niche as the resident provocateur, hurling cheap shots and marinating in manufactured outrage. Meanwhile, I deal in reality—common sense, accountability, and keeping the digital space clear of the noise you thrive on. A casual ‘sounds good’ won’t bridge that canyon, so don’t flatter yourself with the comparison. No pursed lips here—just a firm, unshaken rejection of your projected delusions. Repost it if you must; there’s always an audience for empty bluster.