Then I've been introduced to a lot of assholes.
It's the human condition, unfortunately.
As we approach peak idiocracy here in 'Murica meeting someone who isn't an asshole will become the exception, not the norm. Or wait: maybe we're already almost there? Now that I think on it anybody who has spent more than 5 minutes outside in the past decade has probably met at least nine assholes.
They're a dime a dozen, or would be if I was weird enough to pay for a set.
Interestingly, several of them identify as flamers. Maybe a sub- category...asshole fLamers.
If they're as petty and vile as you say I'm pretty sure they wouldn't draw a line at telling an untruth or three.
Next time you see one of 'em relay that I named the boring fuckhead a total poseur.
Thanks.
I've been waiting for the hilarity. There's been 0 since Emily's departure. I'm not responsible for the unfunny.
Found your crutches again I see.
Shame. You really do look better without them.