Here is my ultimate flame (a compilation of several flames over the years):
So far you have presented a single item, harped on it since you arrived, griped and pissed and moaned, and whined, about how nobody is willing to find your pet topic interesting to anyone but you, dissed the few who did try to assist you, crapped in a bunch of public venues, and left a large yellow stain down the front of your pants. Now you are working on adding a matching stain to the seat of your slacks,and I am quite sure you have already managed to generate a long brown smear that is just just about ready to make its presence visible.
Your IQ is so low on the scale, a hunk of granite the size of Rhode Island could out manuever you and have time enough to erode a few more feet. Your IQ is so low it ran off and hid in shame years ago, leaving you with but a scant memory of what coherent thought might have been. A one trick pony could dazzle millions of viewers for hours while you tried to entice just one single eyeball to glance upon your silly excuse for a cause, to no avail.
Mole people loathe you. Discussion board people laugh at you. The world would find you too mediocre to notice but for one thing - you are too mediocre to even be noticed as suck. Uncounted millions have no clue as to who you are, and prefer it that way.
The tin foil hat you fashioned has holes in it, and the evil government spies don't care. Aliens won't abduct you. Vampires shun you, knowing that sucking your blood is not worth the mind numbing vapidity of your presence. Cockroaches move out when you move in. Rats won't nibble your toes. You are anathema to vermin, so low on the scale of life and worth that not even a maggot would infest your corpse upon your death.
Worse than that, you are boring, completely predictable and not really rotten enough to be entertaining in a sick and twisted, rubber-neck bad-accident-scene kind of way. Cardboard has more spice and flavor than you ever will, or ever had. Pasta left to boil for an hour has more body than your mental flailings could ever hope to.
Please don't take this the wrong way, but you really really are a stupid, inane, vapid and petty little piece of excrement. I hope I haven't used too many big words, I wouldn't want you to misinterpret anything I've said as a kindness or compliment.