While I do appreciate your gratitude, veiled in the pretense of condescention, it remains that I feel no more need to "triumph" over you than I do to "triumph" over ants with a magnifying glass. It's simple enough (and you do seem to have a deadlock on the simple) to see that you are so grossly overwhelmed by my intellectual superiority that your leptonoid brain is sizzling and crackling with a level of stimulation which until now has been manifest only by your compulsive autosexual activity. Congratulations. I'm so impressed by your progress with the language that I'm willing to nominate you for the Ozark Writin' Skolership which is available only to inbreds and mongoloids of particulary linear pedigree. Your parents must be very proud. Speaking of parents, how is your father/grandpa these days? Hopefully he's recovering well from his impromptu castration brought on when you "accidentally" kicked your mother/sister in the jaw. Got a little penis envy, maybe? Don't feel bad, my friend, at least it's bigger than a gorilla's, which unfortunately cannot be said for you mind. I'm looking forward to your reply. Don't forget to wash the maturbatory aid from your hands (may as well shave your palms while you're at it, too) or you may worsen the sticky keyboard problems caused by your spontaneaously erupting facial boils. Until next time, "big guy."