Ya just are never satisfied. What's the matter? Ma Bowser not raise you right? Were there nails in yer porridge? Did she favor your older brother?

Oh, I forgot. You were the runt of the litter. Came out last. Had a hard time finding that nipple. But having to fight for it made you strong........and fearless. You don't care WHO ya think has dibs on them, your going to rip em a new one for hoarding it all.

(Sorry, I'm not really good at flaming; never been. Just one little toadie here offers himself up on the Altar of Ignorance, can't take it ....arrogance you know; not much difference between arro and igno.
Yo ho).

Arf