PrimezTime, from careful examination of your posts in this and other threads I've stumbled upon, in addition to various independent experiments conducted by myself and others, I have determined that you are irrefutably awesome.
"A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness; a lovesickness."
Youuu nott insullying me da rite way Primez, whhy you such a chuwero that you no do it rite? Whyyy you waste yo time Primez? Whhyyyy you no like meh so mucch? Why you no know how not be shiftyshive? Why Primez! I need yoz approvelz sho all muh hobbays are nhot in vaaaaaain! Why you no give gold star? Why you send me picture of yo ballsack? Me no want why yo ghetto ass no come downtown to geth curb shtomped like rest of online buddies? Why Primez you whore for my attention? Why you no pay? WHY!