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I seem to recall that the SI unit of utter fucking stupidity is the Z. Can you confirm?

High five RK!

Sometimes people ask ridiculous questions, that no person with any modicum of sense would answer. The people that ask such questions are fucking stupid fucking cunts. Fuck off, Jazz.

What the fuck is your issue with people not wanting to disclose any detail whatsoever about their personal lives? It's not a matter of being embarrassed, which, by the way is not something I am - not one bit) but it's privacy. Your nom is a pathetic counter-dig at me because you made yourself look a right fucking cunt (yet again) with your absurd "not having the bottle" shit a few days ago. You're gradually going mental again on here Jazz. You've already begun using your trademark CAPITALS in your drivel, and before you know it you'll have pencils up your nose and pants on your head. Then it'll be jibjab time, followed by another meltdown. I'll end by simply saying - Fuck off, Jazz.

You just can't help yourself, can you? Is all this fucking nonsense just to make someone ask you what you do for a living? Because if it is, you're wasting your time. No one gives a fuck.

Welcome to the weird and wacky world of Jazz, RK. You'll be hard pushed to find a bigger fucking idiot in the northern hemisphere.

Pen - why the hatred of Ding? Is it the multi-quote shit? I know it's intensely annoying, but is there a deeper, more specific dislike of the dopey cunt? Please don't just say he's a fucking stupid fucking cunt, as that's a given.

This is fucking dire. Utter, utter fucking drivel. Fuck off Dan, and fuck off Jazz. If you want a suggestion of something you pair of utter fucking wankers should give up to save the planet, try breathing.

So much for keeping yourself to yourself. You just can't help it, can you? Utter prick.

Brilliant.

If you are going to continue name dropping me in your drivel, don't expect to be left alone. Mindless prick.

Fuck off, Jazz.

Please don't flatter yourself - I don't give a fuck what you do for a living. But then again, I've never asked you "if you've got the bottle" to tell everyone. You're a fucking maniac Jazz. Still.

Why the fuck do you think would I feel the need to have "bottle" to tell you what I do for a living? Only a stupid cunt would be idiotic enough to disclose such details on a site like this, Jazz. Suffice it to say I actually do something, which is infinitely more than you do. The fact you've felt the need to ask indicates very clearly that you're back at the ranting fucking lunatic stage you reached before your last complete meltdown. Wanker.

Hysterical! Very well done Roops. Stupid cunt.

Fuck off Jazz.

High five, Withers!

There are times (many, in your case) when it's best not to post anything, rather than blurt out the first pathetic drivel that pops into your minuscule brain. The post I've quoted above is a good example of the point I'm making. Stupid fucking wanker.

Fucking hell! Praise indeed!

Fair enough. As I see it, my only crime was to imply someone didn't actually have a wife. The rest was just conjecture based on that implication.

Undoubtedly, Ratters. What do they call IKTC?

I'd be happier if Dan confused a sauna with an arc furnace.

Not wishing to be a pedant, but I'm p-r-e-t-t-y sure the "Does Marcellus Wallace" line is repeated a couple of times. Just sayin'.

I'd love you to step off a moving bus, straight into the path of a moving HGV. How much you'd eaten on the day of this hyperthetical event is, quite frankly, irrelevant.

Check out the big brain on Eric!