My dear Tom, you will, in all probability, never know my take. I will just write something obtuse, irreverent and/or sarcastic, which will deliberately miss the point and be laced with smugness, condescension and a trace of pity that my nuanced, textured insights are forever out of your intellectual reach. I will frequently accomplish this with an annoying subject-line-only reply, revealing that I hold you in such contempt that you are not worthy of knowing my actual opinion, the profundity and subtleties of which you could never hope to grasp in any event. However, occasionally, if I am really bored and wish to play with you for a time, I may type a complete sentence in the body itself, misleading you into believing I am actually interested in a dialogue and causing you to expend time and energy researching and composing an appropriate response. Oh, how amusing I am!

Hey, if dtb can parody Brosz without being moving to Flame...