Where are the righties?, page-47

Is this what you went to live in la belle France for?
To spend your waking life spamming on here with an endless flow of commentary on anything at all?
Not that it's badly written, in fact quite well written, but surely you have something better to do with your waking - or in fact your Aussie comparable time - than this constant flow of commentary on everything under the sun?
Whatever turns you on.