Since it's the season to give gifts and this is the Fighters' BB, I suppose I could combine the two and state, in similar vein to your post, that there is 'no surprise' that Herbie should throw his toys from the pram over two posts pointing out the re

ality of a futile situation.

This is due to the simple fact (and this statement is for those without access to the Elders' BB, though I'm sure the aforesaid Herbmonster has pissed about on other boards too) that Mr. Herbie is one of the biggest whining pricks that I have ever had

the misfortune to read posts by.

A quick paragraph to respond to his taunt, then we'll get back into the meat of insulting a twat.

I cannot speak for Orielle, but personally in recent times, I have found myself too busy to really participate actively, and so, yes, most of my time is spent in a stockroom. The fact is, however, that this time amount to around 12 seconds a day (A fa

r shorter time, surely, than most spend in safe locations?), since I have found myself unable to do much else except log on, BB, and put down a simpleton or two. Today is Herbie's turn.

I'd love to construct a well-measured deconstruction of Herbie and why, exactly, he is so irritating, but unfortunately the little experience I have had of him thusfar has discouraged me from actually getting to know the doubtlessly socially maladept,

mentally backwards, stave-wielding cretin that he is.

I would like to pre-empt each and every post addressed to me following this one, by the way, with a simple statement: 'I really couldn't care less about your opinions, nor do I wish to trawl through your circular and nonsensical arguments.' This will

not stop you posting, obviously. Because you're a cock.

There is so much I'd love to continue to say, but I fear that poor Herbster is bearing the brunt of my general disdain for a type of person I can only categorise as 'the idiots,' which includes just about everyone I don't like.

Though enjoyable, it's not fair on bitchboy to vent my full irritation upon his sad little shoulders. Quite simply, his incessant freakin' insistence on taking any point on an issue that he disagrees with and turning it to an insult is at the very lea

st grating.

All myself and Orielle did was to point out a simple fact. There were no personal attacks there, nor any of the holier-than-thou bullshit espoused by the Herbie types. I find it depressing but unsurprising that he should get his tuppence in, however.

One last point. This post is honest but also tongue-in-cheek in its extremity (as aforementioned, I'm not sure I care enough about Herbie's badly-written rantings to get riled by him personally). It's my Christmas gift to you all.

Lighten up, guys and girls.

Verlaine

Written by my hand on the 26th of Eleuthral, in the year 1105.