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And the best part of your ran down your mother's leg.

So, you are familiar with his ass. How familiar?

And on your scoreboard, how is he doing?

I'm not talking about the scoreboard on your ass!

Jamie

Well put!

Jamie

Some one told me they scraped you off the sheets? The best part of you ended up in the washing!

Jamie

At least I had a mother that I could account for.

Jamie

There's no familiarity required on my part, he tries to stick is ass in every one's face at ever turn.

You on the other hand wouldn't notice because you're too busy checking it out while he's petty you.

Jamie

I don't keep score. And it's difficult to assess exactly how successful he is in deceiving himself - that has to be self-reported, and he'll certainly regard my comments as inspired by jealousy and happily discount them.

Maybe Jamie has bought an ass, registered it as belonging to me (which would be fraud), and keeps a scoreboard on it. It seems unlikely, but a lot less unlikely than any alternative interpretation.

Jamie's perceptions are not just moronic but also bizarre, like his grammar.

jealousy ? You do have allusions of grandeur.

Jamie

I don't know to many asses, but every time I see you post something here, I always get reminded of at least one..

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in every one's face at ever turn.

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I don't have any trouble understanding you - for a start there's very littl e to understand. And your opinion about the "thickness" of my head falls ra ther flat when you make it patently obvious that you can't understand anyth ing above the most moronic of personal abuse. The way you express your dim- witted ideas would suggest that you didn't get much of an education, or hav e succeeded in forgetting whatever you did get.

Like I said. Dim-witted. I'm happy to exploit ambiguity. Jamie doesn't even realise that it's there.

Having difficulties understanding me? It wouldn't surprise me, you have always come on as being thick headed.

They name streets after you, "One way"

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would be fraud), and keeps a scoreboard on it. It seems unlikely, but a lot less unlikely than any alternative interpretation.

Whenever you see anybody post anything, there's at least one ass involved. It may comfort you to imagine that the rest of us are as dim as you and krw , but it's another example of flattering self-deception. The difference bet ween you and John Larkin is that there are nice things that one could say a bout John that wouldn't be flattery. We don't say them often enough to keep him happy, so he needs the extra he gets from self-deception.

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he is in deceiving himself - that has to be self-reported, and he'll certa inly regard my comments as inspired by jealousy and happily discount them.

The usual phrase is "delusions of grandeur". One makes allusions, rather th an having them. The dictionary definition is "a passing or casual reference ; an incidental mention of something, either directly or by implication:"

To be honest, I doubt if he's interested enough in my comments to think abo ut what inspired them and impute any kind of motive. I certainly envy the m oney he makes and the fact that he's still working. I'm less envious of the work he's doing - a new project every two weeks or so strikes me as superf icial tinkering rather than proper design, but if he can sell the stuff, mo re power to his elbow.