Comments: Death to the revolutionaries spamming nitwits*

Reminds me of the story about the bigshot throwing his weight around at the airport when he couldn't get an upgrade for his seat. After lots of huffing and puffing he said to the lady at the counter: "Do you know who I am?"

Quick as a flash she grabbed the microphone and broadcast a message: "Could someone help this gentleman, he doesn't know who he is...."

Posted by Ozguru at June 2, 2005 07:09 AM