...and you know who you are, you filthy mole. When you're mate asked if you had watched any of the paralympics, you're reply of "Why would anyone want to watch that shit, a bunch of spastic cripples..." you said it so loudly and laughed so wildly that your great big fat white gut, feel clear out over the top of your grubby jeans. Keep your redneck Queenslander (judging by your accent) thoughts to your self. Berk.