I'm not the most provacative although I am more than capable of rolling up my sleeves and smacking down what needs a smacking, but I sure do have some flavor...
UPDATE: See, I'm so flavorful that unoriginal reviewers repost my words without proper citation...
UPDATE: You have most certainly made beef, have you not? When people make beef, I make them eat their beef. If you don't care for your cooking, quit cooking.
UPDATE: When Marines threaten people you don't have to ask if you are being threatened. Grow the hell up.
UPDATE: See now, this is where the old numbah and numbah as we know him today are different. The guy that signed up on this site some four years ago would have already taken off Imorovan's head for acting less mature than numbah's nephews, but the new numbah has vision. This affords numbah to see that there is a lame attempt afoot at inciting some curse laden freak out that would only get me in trouble, powerful though I may be. Nay, I say, for numbah sees also that these attempts have already allowed his opponent to make a complete and utter ass of himself, so numbah thinks it best to put this to rest. If you like, Imorovan, you can debate yourself. I'm going to frickin' sleep in case some tasty work lands on my plate in the morning...
