We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the
drugs began to take hold. I remember Old Git
saying something like:

If you had read my post properly, where I said I wasn't sure of the
veracity, because I had not checked it out, or even read my next post,
where I corrected it, instead of being an arsehole who is constantly
trying to make points off people, I might even consider you to be a
member of the human race. Unfortunately, that doesn't appear to be the
case.

Arse.