Elongated Muskrat is a Ketamine-addled moron that lies about its gaming abilities, has a dick that doesn’t work, and its Cyberfuckup is an abortion on four wheels.
…there, that should be enough to make you seethe OP. And the best part? There’s less than fuck all you can do about what I’ve just said about your precious Elol and its company that deserves to die. Why? I live in Britain. The only part that is US territory is the US Embassy in London, on the Thames Embankment.
Never mind the 1st Amendment of the Constitution, your country’s legislative power ceases to exist one millimetre outside the boundary of that embassy.
Oh, you want to whine about the nasty words I’ve just said? Never mind II Humberside Police laughing in your faces, GCHQ would laugh harder. A certain someone formerly Director of Public Prosecutions. Now Prime Minister.
In Soviet Britain, our laws control you.
I can freely say the above. As can “Private Eye” magazine.
All you can do is just become Tired and Emotional, OP.
That’s all ol’ ‘Tailgunner Joe’ McCarthy could do after President Eisenhower said of that thing ‘McCarthyism was McCarthyWASm’, thus the former becoming a pickled irrelevance.
Certainly more than just ‘Tired’: he died.
Good.