He's The Hustler, I'm The Con Artist.

Yeah, I don't know why that keeps happening.

"I'm sorry, I don't do impressions. My training is in psychiatry" was pretty good.

I don't see it as a TV show. Maybe a movie?

Nope.

I have an autographed Pinhead picture on my wall, so I'll just tell him myself.

Dear ComradeQuestions,

Sorry, but I will continue to insist on calling all of you up personally and reading these stories aloud, as is my right.

I haven't read your comment, but no, you shouldn't drink bleach. Why would you do that? That's dangerous.

Because the story is about a billionaire paying Guy Fieri to be his friend, so that would have been a weird headline.

What about the words "THE END" do you and the makers of Entourage not understand?

Franklin in one hand, Bash in the other and see which one fills up first.

So it's not totally Franklin, it's actually kinda Bash?

Right, that's what the final sentence of the article says.

Wow, one to two shots every 24 hours. You really know how to party.

That's the magic part!

Will all your footnotes say, "In addition to being pompous about web design, of all things, I am also incredibly tedious?" Because no need. I think we get it.

I'm just pointing out that you're factually 0 for 2 in your attempts to be condescending. Anyway, if you've got suggestions for a coding fix, or you know of superior comment providers that the tech team somehow missed in their many months of looking into alternatives, I've already told you where you can send them.…

This is a lobster who enjoys the music of Bob Seger, Bachman-Turner Overdrive, and the like. So, go fire yourself.

I worked Apple Tier I tech support, not at the Apple Store. You sure don't know things.