He's a punk, James. He's useless. He's the half-aborted spawn of a retarded crack whore and an anthrax-ridden donkey. He's so worthless that even Lockwood took pity on him and gave him a job washing the shit off his dildos. Miserable white trash fool spends his nights blowing bums in the alleyways for meth. Which is real easy for him, considering his last tooth fell out in 1996. His only saving grace is that he gives me an opportunity to vent and refine my hate. And even then, he does a pisspoor job of it. I'm not saying he has to be H2C, but his moronic, faggy assed "+1s" and "me toos" aren't even interesting, let alone impressive. Pathetic motherfucker should do us all a favor and die a slow, horrible death, preferably involving rabid dogs and a broken bottle shoved up his ass.