FLIP YOU, MAN!!! You lie like a flippin' rug. I know better than t' think my Dana would waste her flippin' time on you, idiot-boy! I could tell you a lot, but I am bidin' my time, eh? I would not want to, like, embarass you fer life in fronta the whole flippin' forum by exposin' the sorry truth about how you struck out with every Tim Hortons checkout girl AND flatchested bargirl between Vancouver and Hamilton, eh?

Oh, JEEZ! ......

I forgot and said it.

Omigosh, eh? WHAT are we gonna do now? How are you gonna face yer friends now?

Like I said, flip you, idiot-boy! Sideways down a drain shaft. With barbed wire socks on.

- Shane