LOL.
Anyway, the difference between myself and actual assholes is this:
They are mean; I am not.
You see, FeceMan enjoys a good verbal spar, the trading of superficial jabs and pointless, jesting insults that hurt no one. But then there are those who find a weakness and exploit it, driving their words and actions deeper, like nails, into the very core of their chosen victim.
Those are the assholes of our pathetic world. Those are the ones who rip wounds into the souls of others, wounds that will always trickle blood and leave scars.
(A crystal clear example of this is one of the episodes of Angel in which Angelus inhabits Angel's body...for any of you who watch that show.)