And little Tim is full of anticipation like a child on xmas eve. He hopes this sh*t will stick to the wall 'cause he's running out of turds to throw.
MAybe it's time you go take that turd spiel somewhere else then hey, since it's so damn hard on you, or just quit whining, whichever fits best into that Apple bitchfest schedule.
Cause that "****" (sic) is getting real old.