Abiogenesis is impossible

[Esquilax]

Listen, you tall glass of warm shit; I'm done playing nice with this repetitious, condescending, presumptuous argument. You do not get to tell anyone else what they think, you do not get to dictate positions for other people, and you don't get to presume to know more about the interior of my mind than I do. In the past I'd generally respond with some sarcastic quip about when you gained your telepathy, but now I've heard it one too many times from you and I'm done pretending you're anything other than an arrogant little ass with more assertions than common sense. Go fuck yourself.

Now please, do proceed with your response, which I predict will be little more than "ooh, someone's angry," as though merely pointing out that you're such a colossal douche-canoe that someone got mad at you actually counts as a rebuttal, or as though the only reason anyone gets angry is that they secretly agree with you. That shit's super convincing.

this one seems to be in a peevish mood about something; or maybe just got up on the wrong-side-of-the-bed.

I don't... I just...

Why is it that you think playing into my hands the way you just did makes you come out looking good? I made a point of lampshading your usual non-response in advance so that the contrived, dismissive nature of it was on full display and maybe you'd think a little and try harder to come up with an actual rebuttal, but it turns out you'd rather just show off how much of an evasive, mindless little lackey you really are.