Lo! Triviality.

I, Brian the Wise art all up in arms. I hath actually picked up a rare complaint in a damning moment and now Thee art so bored in a doctor's waiting room.

Sadly.

So bored, so bored, so bored, so bored, so bored !

So Lo! What art Thee to do-eth!

Aha-eth! Thee knoweth! I shalt carve-eth up another persons career. ... Whoforeart shall I descendeth Thy wrath upon?

Aha-eth!

Hereforeart someone in The Neo-Tabloid Bastion of the Empire, "The Times" - Caitlin MORON!

Lo! So! Lo! Fah! Tee! Doh!

THOU MORON! Dost thou dare-eth to hath an OPINION on WE WILST DACK THEE!

DAMNATIONS UPON YE!

Thou hast maketh thou biggest MISTAKE!

Caitlin MORON – thou art nowt but a MORON! Thou misrepresentething, small brained, stupid, pedigreelesseth, destructive silly girl !!!

Ye art stupid, stupid, stupid. Thou probably work at Decca and turneth down the Beatles! STOOPID!

Doth it occur unto ye that thee art a MORON? Nobody cares about thee, nobody knoweth of thee and nobody knoweth thy name STUPID CAITLIN MORON!

Thou wilst now join the growing list of SCRIBES DAMNED BY BRIAN THE WISE! Curses be-eth upon ye and consider thineself thoroughly SMITED!

Behold! Thee art smiling a lot now.

Cheers,

Brian the Wise