O.K. Leonis I´m going to revive a time honoured tradition.
You have the brain of a 13 month old salamander that thinks it is a raddish.
You have the personality of a raddish that grew in a sewer in downtown Hong Kong, is ridden with mould and smells like the rotting testicles of a dead donkey.
The hair on your beard is akin to weeds grown in a sodden field of beetle dung and horse manure long since decayed and fallow.
Et tu?
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FAIR DINKUM!