I do not come here to trade insults, Gareth; I leave that to you and a few other time-wasters around here. I come here to discuss the future through the medium of the present, with people who likewise give a shit.

You, on the other hand, just get on everybody's nerves, and were I in a pub, well into the back nine of a bottle of Laphroaig, I wouldn't even talk to you, never mind posting messages to you on an internet forum.

The lid is still securely tightened on the jam-jar that you presently inhabit I'm afraid, Gareth.
One you manage to open it (if you manage to open it), you will know what I mean.

Who's the stupid bastard, now?

Jim