I saved you from the shipwreck you caused while sleeping on the nincompoop deck, you Padawan-fucking grasshopper, (You).
Hogwash; you did nothing of the sort. Now I see you have managed to get impulsive, suggestible bunny in front of a live camera with you doing your smarmy wizard act underneath, just as I predicted a year ago. "Narcissistic personality without exploitive features" my ass.
And now I have to slog through pages of you swarming everything that moves with your persistent logorrhea in order to find out what is going on, I don't think my mud boots will ever come clean.