Of an Expert Level Fisking.
I’m not all that good at fisking, so I don’t do it much around here. I’ll get about halfway through ripping some dingleberry a new sphincter and then get bored with it.
I’m a Gen-X’er and I have a short attention span, I guess.
My other excuse is that I’m woefully over-critical of myself and am willing to just let some else do it, because surely they can do it better.
I would have had to burn the thumbdrive my fisking was stored on just to make sure all the evidence of my piss-poor fisking skills was destroyed.
Please remove all breakables. OK? Go. Read. Now.