Oh fuck me, that wanker Watson.
I can't do this, my tinfoil hat tears when I try to make it tight enough for this baloney. I will point out that the FBI are investigating, so there's that.
Don't be like that. Be of good cheer instead. I am off Monday to Wednesday next week, and am consequently in a sparkling mood, shining from within with the light of love and happiness. And no Mr. Grumpypants like you can lessen my scintillationary mood!
Pshaw! My glee Sirrah, is stratospherical in nature, and immune to the prods and pricks that would deflate the glee of another.