Yawn!
The internet just failed quality control. That guy knows less about computers than I do. This is disturbing. Should I send him a disturbing mail, get some sick stuff from one of the dark corners o the net perhaps?
Nah. He's probably beyond reason, and the little devil on my shoulder wasn't encouraging me to send him anything that points towards reason any-ways.
I'm going to do the dishes now. No more internet for me today.