Sometimes things don't work out exactly as you've planned them, and this summer is no exception. However, I will place no blame on any of you. Mud slinging, although quite a tantalizing, arousing experience, is currently light years behind my current agenda. In particular, you're all guilty. We're all sinners, and while your loose ethics have left me with a deep seeded determination to plummet myself onto several crystallized stalactites, I will pull no punches. Of course, I am well aware of the ever growing controversy surrounding my previous statement; but in fact, an enormous contradiction, much like widespread misuse of the semicolon, is commonplace. I will make no further apologies to the heads of state, nor will I make any further attempts to revoke the dreaded "Papayas/Mangos" post of first quarter, 2002. You are not chronological masterpieces, but rather, illogical attempts at exposing irrelevance.
Therefore, I present to you the following documented cases of evidence: