Don't tell me what to do. You have an inflated sense of...

Don't tell me what to do. You have an inflated sense of entitlement. That last comment was even more asinine than the one before; but I didn't have the delusory arrogance to tell you not to comment as you did to me. What I do through the day is irrelevant - ad hominem horse excreta Mitch, that is up to your usual standard. At least when you constantly attacked the Pivacs you had the luxury of knowing they wouldn't ever respond.