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Capn. Kirk (barking orders): Mr. Sulu, Mr. Chekhov, please escort Science Officer Spock off of the bridge. It appears that Mr. Spock is behaving and speaking in an illogical manner.
Dr. "Bones" McCoy, who has just entered the bridge, largely unnoticed, Stage Right: Jim, I'm just a simple country doctor, but for god's sake, surely our pointy-eared Vulcan friend must realize how illogical he sounds. (Sulu and Chekhov escort Spock to exit Stage Right, scene FADES TO BLACK).
Perhaps I don't plan to define jack-shit for you, but as I am feeling pretty good today, I would suggest, as just one tiny example, a certain message board poster, who posted this gem back on January 7, 2013, post # 3282, which just happens to be another snarky, condescending reply to Commando911: " I'm fooling myself? Maybe you should educate yourself on how commodity's work and how a waste plastic commodity world work in JBII's favor. Seems to me JBI has their act together a plenty, some shareholders not so much".
Now before you get all whiny and butthurt about how I am stooping to insults and name-calling, I invite you to briefly scan some of your 570+ posts, liberally peppered with pithy phrases such as: "you're an idiot...", "moron...", "are you insane?", "... I'm talking about YOU not having a clue what your [sic.] talking about. Thanks for proving my point.", "pathetic", and so on, and so forth.
Perhaps you use the word "perhaps" a shitload.
Perhaps I was not addressing you, you sack-wrangling carrot-waxer.
And finally, I recommend to you, committing the following acronym to memory, as you may find it appropriate for regular use in connection with PTOI - THE G.D. COMPANY AND THE G.D. STOCK - for christ's sake:
B.O.H.I.C.A. [BOHICA]
Bend over, here it comes again!
Now, Begone!