The proof is below, "; All you do on a regular basis is prove how right I am. The fact you have to use the written form of yelling and cursing clearly evidences how unhinged you've become due to the constant humiliation you have suffered at my hands.
Well, here's the nail in "Douchebag's" metaphorical coffin. He's had two days . . . and notice that not ONCE did he say my friend's findings were invalid. (Sorry, now it's too late, dullard, you're buried.) Certainly one would imagine that his first response would have been to claim my friend didn't know anything about him, that he couldn't be more wrong, yada, yada, yada. But no . . . "Douchebag" immediately went to "attack" mode against me. In short, this is the proof that my friend's findings were TOO accurate for "Douchebag's" comfort, and he would just as soon ignore them. Face it, clod, you lost this a long time ago. All I did this time was spike the ball! LOL