"By I, I mean a relative of my family, sorry for the confusion"

Outkast, you're an outkast for a reason. You are not emotionally strong enough to enter this discussion and remain rational and you should apologise profusely to me and my fellow Kuku's (but not LiquidFartham, he's a fraud).

That's what I'd say if I had the clout to speak to a Consigliere in a degrading manner, which I do not.

Outkast, you don't seem to know anything about anything, and I'm not sure anything you can accomplish could redeem yourself from that embarrassing chime in.

From the moment you endeavoured to pursue the high road, I felt as if I was watching a man without limbs paddle Cape Horn. 

While your confidence in total factual inaccuracy is remarkable, my lineage has played a role in every significant event that has occured for the better part of a decade. 

I was there when Constipated set in motion the events of the Fareham War. I was there when LostBoy was wrongfully and posthumously awarded the grand prize of the deadliest writing competition in history. I was there when RonaldCarabbia reinvented modern media. 

Where were you?

Being convinced by toast that bread never existed?

Study your history, son.

CalJacobs returns to the corner again shaking his head.

Oh you guys are still here?  That's a shame.  Personally I think Outkast is the only one of you that has made a solid point.  You all need to just stop.  What is your purpose in carrying on about this?  Watching you all stand around talking about Kukus and Farehams is exactly the same thing as the time when MrDiabolik killed AndrewTate.  There's just no reason for it.

CalJacobs leave the corner once again to go do something better with his time.

BasketCase feels a souring in his stomach as he listens to the weirdos on the streets. He goes to the nearest storefront, grabs a sign and paints it white. After it dried, he get a can of spray paint and sprays:

PLEASE! DO NOT

FEED THE TROLLS

Satisfied, he takes his new sign and plants it on the sidewalk by the corner. Hopefully people will realize the Kuku for cocoa puffs gangs are a waste of our time.

BasketCase leaves the area and wanders into a coffee shop. It's starting to get cold1

I for one completely agree with BasketCase, we should not let ourselves be let astray by "trolls" (whatever that may mean) like CalJacobs who REPEATEDLY try to dissuade the public from discussing what we've all gathered here for in this corner of the streets.

The rich history of the Kuku bloodline.

As Mr-kuku stated there are a lot of events to study, "Those who do not study history are doomed to repeat it".

Do we really want another Fareham War?

I think not.

Thank you for your wisdom BasketCase

Outkast, your age-decayed brain is nothing to be proud of if this is what it produces. You are looking right at me, while claiming the 'real' Kuku hasn't been seen in years. 

Have you read Systematic Immolation of Thought?

Outkast, if you are who I think you are, your first CL was Richard_Kuklinski. Verify. The name Outkast means nothing to me, son. 

A positive way of looking at being forgettable, son.

The sad part about what you're describing is, I'm appearing as a highlight in your life, and you aren't even a footnote in mine.

I only have one thing to say to this dumb conversation:

FUCK the Kukus. You all suck. 

Toodle-oo-kangaroo such blind hatred. How many underground groups have you spearheaded? I am the supreme leader of 4 at the moment with a fifth in the making.

I am an Esteemed Earner while you are nothing but a Miserable Goomba.

Maybe reflect on this for a moment.

CalJacobs notices BasketCase making a sign and heads back to his own work truck to retrieve some supplies.  He returns with some boards, a hammer, some nails, a bucket of paint, and a paint brush.  The first thing he does is makes some alterations to BasketCase's sign by underlining the sign's words with his paintbrush to highlight them.  He steps back to admire his improvements to the sign.

PLEASE! DO NOT

FEED THE TROLLS

Satisfied with his handiwork, he then grabs his other supplies and gets to work hammering out and painting a new sign.  He plants the sign on the corner next to BasketCase's sign and nods in approval.  He crosses his arms and proudly displays his new sign to the growing crowd of people.

FIND BETTER THINGS

TO DO WITH

YOUR TIME

CalJacobs heeds his own advice and leaves to do just that.