And less about cunts and people creaming their underpants.

Honestly, can you believe this guy? He spreads pompous, arrogant, opinionated, irritating drivel all Mudcat, insults everyone who has the brass necked cheek to disagree with him, and intersperses all this with infuriatingly silly, childish baby-talk.

Then, when I react and give him some of his own back, he carries on like a big soft kid, even to the extent of attacking me on threads I haven't contributed to.

Not to worry. Just in case I ever meet him at this coven of witches, sorry, social gathering, I shall make sure I have can of insecticide with me.

You know the one. It says on the label "Kills Pests Stone Dead".