Angry?

Me?

Well, yes as a matter of fact, and I invite you to go through life with a face like mine and an unreliable six inch pecker and give me your results.

All you nice-looking freaks that subscribe to the philosophy that one generates one's reality by thinking are pathetically deluded.

You couldn't begin to imagine the things I have, and here I am after all, writing screeds to the abyss.