Don’t be so quick to talk, champ. I’m going to spare your soul, only because I feel bad for you. If I were you, I’d seriously consider using some of Facebook’s privacy settings. After looking at your profile, part of me really wanted to bully you and tell you to kill yourself or make fun of your ugly missus but I don’t think I’d take any pleasure in doing that, only because I know that you have to live with your existence and I think that’s bad enough.