Poem, you semiliterate jackwagon, you have one hell of a lot of nerve lecturing me or anyone else, except your fellow righty morons, on syntax, sentence construction or coherent thought, as you exhibit jack-shit of any of that.

I can think, write and run circles around the little coward who ran away on his motorcycle and never learned a thing, except how to pick the bugs out of his teeth and how to spew word-salad nonsense on a message board.

F.O.

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know that is quite a bit to chew on.
Well, I rather think now you never made
it to graduate study - of anything.

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