The problem is you aren’t doing gymnastics. You’re stumbling around drunkely with pants full of dookie.
Falling flat on your face time after time after time isn’t the kind of floor show that will wow the Russian judge.
Then I think you’ve pulled a hamstring.
I’ll keep throwing them to you, you keep trying to knock them out of the park. 
Since there is apparently nothing left of this conversation except insults and arguments about how bad the arguments are, this thread is closed.