Question to eo???

Y does this guy sound so much like me. Shocking.

Does any1 who argues with u end up going crazy.

It must be some mental technique ur using.

Not sure wat books uv read but I'm sure eo has been Reading some books which focus on mentality. As obviously uv sent a few people mental.

1 technique iv noticed is u use alot is u argue ur point well, using persuasive language in a well wriiten way without insulting the opponet, then wen he gets into it and debates going neither here or there u put a few swear words in which makes the other guy lose the plot.

Am I right. Just taking notes for the future

An honest answer carlos?

The short answer is I like debating, I have a talent for it and I don't like losing. It doesn't mean I'm right though.

The longer answer is that I come from the bottom but genuinely did academically well when I decided I wanted to take my shot at the title. I didn't bullshiit you when I said I was a non practising barrister but I come from humble origins. So I have a foot in both camps. I'm like Hagler: I can box to beat the banger and I can bang to beat the boxer. I'm also pretty honest and gracious enough to concede a point in a debate where I think it is fair. The reason why I will always beat someone like Melly in a debate is my adaptability. He has dug his trench and he will live or die there. Consequently, he will keep eating it if he has told you it is caviar even if he later finds the tin that it came out of and it says dog food.

I certainly believe u now wen u say u r a barrister.

The job suits ur personality down to the ground

On a warm summer's eve
On a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler
We were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a-starin'
Out the window at the darkness
The boredom overtook us, and he began to speak

He said, "Son, I've made my life
Out of readin' people's faces
Knowin' what the cards were
By the way they held their eyes
So if you don't mind my sayin'
I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey
I'll give you some advice"

So I handed him my bottle
And he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette
And asked me for a light
And the night got deathly quiet
And his faced lost all expression
He said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy
You gotta learn to play it right

You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
Know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done

Now every gambler knows the secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away
And knowin' what to keep
'Cause every hand's a winner
And every hand's a loser
And the best that you can hope for
Is to die in your sleep"

So when he finished speakin'
He turned back for the window
Crushed out his cigarette
And faded off to sleep then somewhere in the darkness
The gambler he broke even,
but in his final words
I found an ace that I could keep

You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done

You've got to know when to hold 'em
(When to hold 'em)
Know when to fold 'em
(When to fold 'em)
Know when to walk away
know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done

You've got to know when to hold 'em
Know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away
know when to run
You never count your money
When you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin'
When the dealin's done