There's Martin Gibson again, the loudest monkey in the mango tree, jumping around, yelling, and throwing his dung at the passersby. You're a spectacle, Martin. An ugly one. You oughta see if you can get a job for Howard Stern, harassing celebrities, grossing out people, and generally raising shit. You'd be a natural. I bet they'd hire you in a flash.

Can you see me Martin? I have just pulled down my pants and am mooning you with my little chimpy ass. Ook! Ook! Ook! Kiss my coconuts, meatball!