I only wish it was possible to hunt you down and pummel you for spamming my favorite discussion board. I hope your motherboard fries, all your hard drives develop intermittently bad sectors, you are overrun with Windows viruses, and develop carpel tunnel syndrome.
May your car breaks down at inopportune times, like when it's 20 below, snowing, and you are miles from civilization.
And now, and old gypsy curse, from me to you:
May your bloody piles distress you,
and corns adorn your feet.
And crabs as big as bed bugs,
gather round your balls and eat.
And when you're old and feeble,
a syphillitic wreck,.
May your head fall through your bum hole,
and break your freakin' neck.
Death to all spammers.