You insulted my intelligence (“can’t build you a logic bridge big enough blah blah blah”) and then hit me with the ol “nuh uh, you’re wrong I’m right” argument, so I’m forced to believe I’m talking with a child. Go to bed son, you’ve got school in the morning.








What a weird thing to worry about in a world where some of the most recognizable products have silly, unserious names like Google and Twitter, and where the slogan for one of the most popular media players of all time is “it really whips the llama’s ass”