John Melvin Hill, you make me sick. You disgrace my Irish ancestory, you disgrace my Calgary roots and you are a disgrace to the entire human race. I hope that the rest of your life is long and fruitless, suffering many of the same things that you have put these poor women through. Moreover, I am disgusted that you would come in here, gain the trust of so many people here, lie to so many people here and to what end? So that you could bilk innocent people with your bullshit stories. In a quote befitting your alleged Irish background, I offer you this from the Irish rebel song Nell Flaherty's Drake:
May his pipe never smoke,
may his teapot be broke,
and to add to the joke
may his kettle not boil,
may he lay in the bed
'till the moment he's dead
may he always be fed on lob-scouse and fish oil,
may he swell with the gout,
may his grinders fall out,
may he roar, bawl and shout,
with the horrid toothache.
May his temples wear horns,
and all his toes corns,
The monster that is John Melvin Hill.
I hope that the rest of your life is long, pointless and fruitless, filled with the same pain and suffering which you have inflicted on others, you disgusting son of a *****.
Edited to add: for all those interested, watch the segment here:
http://www.ctv.ca/wfive Risky Business Part One
