Ok, so I occassionally pluck the low hanging fruit.
If it's going to go and droop on it's branch and be sitting right in front of my face, I say it has asked to be plucked.
And now, sir Boo-Hoo, on to matters at hand. I feel that I am forced, yes literally forced by your having called the derivation of my Knighthood into question, to inquire of the following.
1) Have you to date purchased younger, stronger hamsters to power that archaic collection of rubber bands, spittle, and flywheels you call your "computer"?
2) Are you still hiding behind the excuse that you cannot accept worthy challenges from Knights of the Cesspool, due to the inefficiencies and shortcomings of your existing rodent workforce?
A likely story, Boo, but I think we all know your true motivation. FEAR!
Papa