My Frasier

Everyone has a Frasier or a Newman if you will. I will call mine a Frasier because I don't really like Seinfeld. You all know what I'm talking about. That once person who makes your blood boil, picking every single thing you say apart, constantly piping in with his 2 cents not really noticing that it's neither wanted or appreciated. He knows everything yet knows nothing. A constant mind numbing ringing in your ears and an arrogance so profound it can be seen from space. Why say the word sure when you can say certainly. Hell, agree is soo mundane, nothing says class like the word concur. And if I have to listen to him ramble on about things that no one cares about but him, I just may hang myself with my bloody jacket.