Remember, remumbar

I don’t remember anything. It didn’t happen as far as I remember. But I don’t remember much. But I can quote exact lines off emails and I am never wrong. It’s them who’s wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong. I’m right, mate; lad. Don’t criticise, or else; I’m always right yano.

Hah. 500 troll-hunter points for the first fucker who guesses right who this parody of paradoxical behaviour belongs to – gets a prize.

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