It is so glaringly obvious who you are that it shines like a beacon through the blackest of pitch from whence you came.
You are not Shekhar Basu for that man's mouth runs like a clapper on a duck's ass whether it be on the phone or in his emails. Schizophrenic hyperactivity disorder, talking incessantly in circles trying to not only convince those whom he speaks to of his words but himself. So annoying that he's been described by some as to "make ones hair hurt" with extended listening. He would never be able to limit himself to these few words.
You are not Steven Berg, for his language is much more flowery and soothing, lulling the unsuspecting into a waiting trap.
No, no, you can only be one. The grating arrogance of your words, the air of superiority and the condescending tone can only have come from Robert Swift himself.
Be gone imp from this place for you distract the good people who labor here. We will however with with fork and flame hunt you down later, lest the next village be also afflicted by your disease. For we are good neighbors and our brother's keepers never resting until you are locked away safe from these shires.
One head cannot contain all wisdom.
AI
