Okay, boyz & girlz, it’s time once again to play His Rudeness’ 17th-favorite game, “Rip A New One For The Jackass Who Posted A Comment In An Old Thread”!!! (And no, I still haven’t found the list of the first 16.)
MERLIN:  Are you ever  gonna find that list, m’Liege?
LSIK&T:  Got McManx looking for it even as we speak.
[Five-second cut scene:  an orange-brown-white-ish planet somewhere in the Badlands – a planet which, if it weren’t  in the Badlands, might be mistaken for Gothos.  Zooming in to the surface, we find Cadet T-Bone McManx on his knees, filter mask on his face, a tube connected thereto which supplies him with a not-quite-sparse-but-dwindling supply of oxygen.]
OZY MCCOOL:  What did he ever do to you, m’Lord?
LSIK&T:  It was either him or you, and you outrank him.
[McCool immediately leaps to the floor and begins kissing Spats’ steel-toed boot.]
LSIK&T:  That’s enough, Ozy.
KORRIOTH:  So who’s our lucky contestant today, Admiral?
LSIK&T:  We got us a jerkface from what looks like San Antonio, some dipshit named “rmontero”
KORRIOTH:  Good Gawd™, another e.e.cummings wannabe…?
LSIK&T:  Oh, you’d like this one, Korr.  He whines.
[Korrioth bares his teeth & snarls fiercely.]
LSIK&T:  Exactly.
Anyway, here’s this “rmontero” character, ostensibly from San Antonio, and he’s bitching about what I said about Tammy Faye.
MERLIN:  Actually, Your Rudeness™, I think he might’ve been objecting to what you said about Jim.
LSIK&T:  What, that he single-handedly destroyed his own empire?
OZY MCCOOL:  Or maybe “single-dickedly” is what raised his tutu.
ALL:  (howls of laughter)
LSIK&T:  Okay, McCool, you’re now a Lieutenant (j.g.)
OZY MCCOOL:  (bows) Thank you, sir.
LSIK&T:  Awright, where were we…?
You are so sad!
No, actually I’m pretty happy nowadays.
MERLIN:  What about that deal with…
LSIK&T:  Shh.
MERLIN:  But…
LSIK&T:  (shoots a very  irritated look towards Merlin.)
MERLIN:  (ulp!)
You like to throw stones?
KORRIOTH:  Actually, he likes to throw fists.
LSIK&T:  Actually, to a weenie like this guy, they’d probably feel  like stones.
KORRIOTH:  Point.
You like to be heard
OZY MCCOOL:  Actually, he likes to be read.
LSIK&T:  Well, that is  why I do this.
MERLIN:  You’d think  that’d be obvious to him.
LSIK&T:  About as obvious as knowing when a post is still on the front page?
MERLIN:  Point.
and the only way anyONE reads your filth
MERLIN:  AnyONE?
OZY MCCOOL:  Not anyTWO?
THE SPATULAGODDESS™:  Or anyTHREE, even.
LSIK&T:  Hi, sweetheart!!! (hugs) How’s the move?
THE SPATULAGODDESS™:  We’re pretty much in.  Are you gonna be online the same time I am anytime soon?
LSIK&T:  (hangs head in shame) Sorry.  Guilty as charged.
THE SPATULAGODDESS™:  That’s okay, hon.  (kisses His Rudeness™ on the cheek, then disappears)
KORRIOTH:  (shakes head) What is  it with you and women, anyway?
LSIK&T:  It helps to not have a ridged forehead.
(Korrioth gives Spats his own vicious glare.  Spats just snickers.    )
is if you print filth.
KORRIOTH:  Maybe he’s referring to the fact that you mentioned Der Kaiser™.
LSIK&T:  Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…could be? 
You should be ashamed and look in the mirror spider brains
KORRIOTH:  Aw, look.  He even signed it!
MERLIN:  You’re starting to attract a different class of troll, m’Liege.
LSIK&T:  Oh, thanks, Wizard.  Now I’m gonna be up half the night wondering if that was a compliment…
MERLIN: 
Oh, and “rmontero”:  Fuck off, jackass.  Try staying on the front page next time.