Enkriko Banned

It's spelled au revoir, ignorant.

With this Caz, you've given a measure of your musical tastes... oh my gosh...

But how, Maurizietto, can't you see that you are so mentally underdeveloped that you contradict yourself? You say you don’t read my posts and then perfectly respond to the last one. You have the intelligence of a limping baboon, and it's such a stupid thing for me to play along with you.
Because the truth, dear Maurizio Testi Via Tusculana corner Via Togliatti, is that I have replied all these times because it saddens me (and here I repeat myself but repetita iuvant) to see poor-spirited people trying to be brilliant: sadness and degradation.
Feel free to respond now that you can’t... I'm done with this, so find someone else to unload your needs onto. You must be very shy and lonely, I think.
Goodbye from the poor soul.

So you haven't read what I wrote to you, or you're dodging because you know you're dim-witted. No one has ever gotten angry, you just make me feel sad; do you understand that? Or can't you grasp it? Sadness, numbness. That's why I replied to you. But it's all pointless, you're too stupid.

uhmmm, this one came out so-so, I need to pay attention to the punctuation.

Anyway, this is the last post I'm writing to you, whether you believe it or not, so I'm venting:
Social parasite: you don't know who I am or what I do, just as I don't know you, even if I sense what you are. Therefore, your words are as valid as a fart in the wind, my friend. You’ve been fixated on me for a month; your amusement has turned into writing stupid crap in gray in the comments of my "reviews" just to rub your hands together and think, "Hey, I wrote something terrible!" But do you really believe I could be bothered by such nonsense? Honestly, the only thing that has annoyed me is the complete lack of spirit that you show/have shown in your series of tired posts devoid of any interesting insight, even if they were meant to be "provocations." Reading them, from the first vulgar ones to these attempts at being "brilliant," the only reaction you provoke is sadness and a sense of deterioration: this word often comes to mind when thinking of you. Go back to your life as a TV repairman; I really don't care much about you, as I believe the rest of the world does. And with this, I’m definitively sending you to hell in the circle of your neighborhood.

"Time" eh the usual keyboard. But tell me Maurizietto, if I stopped writing, where would you go to break my balls? I have no ill will towards you; you only make me feel sad, because if your hobby is hanging out on a music site writing provocative posts (fourth-category provocations) without ever having written anything else: reviews, serious comments, etc., it means you're really, really in a bad place. Especially if you are the age you claim. It makes me a bit sad that you don't realize it, which is why I insist on pointing it out to you, but this really was the last time, darling: say hi to the neighborhood for me.

Maurizio, you're feeling bad, write one too, and then judge. I'm not 40 years old, you idiot. You've been here on this site for a long time and you've never written anything; you're sick, my friend. I also believe that you, Gainsbourg, don't even know who he is. But do you really think I could be offended by posts written by a total unknown who is clearly impaired? If you believe that, go ahead, I couldn't care less.

sorry, always the keyboard... I renew my greetings and fuck off.

Maurizio, I believe I’m less frustrated and still engaged in more interesting work and activities than you. You’re as easy to expose as a clueless trout. Your "style" of review parasitism is unmatched: vulgarity disguised as original invention. Poor thing. I won’t discuss any further with you because it’s pointless and I have other things to do. Bye and take care.