
Originally Posted by
dpex
Katman, I cannot but help think that you were born in the wrong century. I'm almost sure you would have been much happier living in the 13th Century and working as an inquisitor, 'helping' heretics to confess.
Or in the 14th Century, sitting along-side Vlad The Impaler as advisor on whom should be next to get a pole up the bottom. Or maybe even the 20th Century, working as a Capo in Auschwitz or Buchenwald deciding on whom should be next for the gas.
I can imagine you acting, happily, as head waiter at a wine-and-anthrax party hosted by Lucrezia Borgia.
Or for Henry the Fifth. 'Righto Katman, how many Catholics have we got to burn today?!'
'Oh. Only 500 today, My Lord; all of whom have been proven, to my satisfaction, to have spilled their seed on the ground.'
'Well done! Thank you, Katman. Can't allow wankers to live, can we?'
Katman. You are, arguable, the most parsimonious, pedantic, prosaic, and mean-spirited prat I have ever encountered, and God knows I have met a few.
And so, unless you have some useful information to submit, regarding my request for data on various track or 'casual' race events, why don't you toddle off back to pulling the wings off flies, or whatever it is you do in privacy.
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