Steve, I am simply having some fun with you. I'm taking the piss. Comprendo? You're so busy trying to somehow embarass me by proving that I'm not as "smart" as you are? Or as "subtle"? You hope to thereby crush me and make me crawl off miserably by scoring some devastatingly clever comeback?

Well golly and gosh, we do seem to have a little complex, don't we now?

But I don't actually care what you think about it, because it simply doesn't matter to me. Your thinking is something you have to live with, not me, so why should it matter to me?

Then why do you keep on not ignoring me? You do seem to get awfully worked up about stuff that doesn't matter to you and that you care not a jot about. Keep calm 'n' carry on...