🚀 go-pugleaf

Wim Jay  wrote:
> On 25-Dec-2006, ah <splifingate@gmail.com> wrote:
>
> > Holly wrote:
> > > ah wrote:
> > >> Holly wrote:
> > >> > ah wrote:
> > >> >> Holly wrote:
> > >> >> > Charles D. Bohne wrote:
> > >> >> >> On 10 Dec 2006 15:46:44 -0800, "Holly" <noon_union@yahoo.com>
> > >> >> >wrote:
> > >> >> >>
> > >> >> >> >Ohhhhh I jist haets u bullies.
> > >> >> >> >
> > >> >> >> >And just look at all the mistakes I made, you have me so upset!
> > >> >> >> >
> > >> >> >> >Leave me alone!!!
> > >> >> >> >Crap!
> > >> >> >>
> > >> >> >> I need of help?
> > >> >> >>
> > >> >> >> Just call for AtomSuperCharles!
> > >> >> >>
> > >> >> >> HoHoHo!!!!!!!!!!
> > >> >> >>
> > >> >> >> C.
> > >> >> >
> > >> >> > At least I fooled them and sneaked back in under a sekrit nick.  I
> > >> >> >got
> > >> >> > to play the Idiotbot 14k and didn't lose too badly ~ just by 92
> > >> >> >pts. ;)
> > >> >> >  At least I could play without feeling so anxious.  So now I have
> > >> >> >to
> > >> >> > sneak, sneak, sneak.  They have taken over the Go website . . .
> > >> >> >many
> > >> >> > nicks and different levels of skill so they can stomp on poor
> > >> >> > unsuspecting Go beginner players.  They must feel pretty bad about
> > >> >> > themselves if they get their jollies from such activities.  AND
> > >> >> >that
> > >> >> > includes Ah.  He isn't so nice as he tries to make everyone think
> > >> >> >he is.
> > >> >> >
> > >> >>
> > >> >> Bitch!
> > >> >>
> > >> >> I love you.
> > >> >> --
> > >> >
> > >> >
> > >> >
> > >> > Here's neither bush nor shrub, to bear off
> > >> > any weather at all, and another storm brewing;
> > >> > I hear it sing i' the wind: yond same black
> > >> > cloud, yond huge one, looks like a foul
> > >> > bombard that would shed his liquor. If it
> > >> > should thunder as it did before, I know not
> > >> > where to hide my head: yond same cloud cannot
> > >> > choose but fall by pailfuls. What have we
> > >> > here? a man or a fish? dead or alive? A fish:
> > >> > he smells like a fish; a very ancient and fish-
> > >> > like smell; a kind of not of the newest Poor-
> > >> > John. A strange fish! Were I in England now,
> > >> > as once I was, and had but this fish painted,
> > >> > not a holiday fool there but would give a piece
> > >> > of silver: there would this monster make a
> > >> > man; any strange beast there makes a man:
> > >> > when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame
> > >> > beggar, they will lazy out ten to see a dead
> > >> > Indian. Legged like a man and his fins like
> > >> > arms! Warm o' my troth! I do now let loose
> > >> > my opinion; hold it no longer: this is no fish,
> > >> > but an islander, that hath lately suffered by a
> > >> > thunderbolt.
> > >> >
> > >>
> > >> I shall no more to sea, to sea,
> > >> Here shall I die ashore--
> > >> This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's
> > >> funeral: well, here's my comfort.
> > >>
> > >> *drinks* . . . *sings*
>
> add some lime juice to your rum. m'dear. It might not stop the scurvy toon
> but it will help your teeth stop droppin' out. (This wos a pubic service
> announcement form Captain Wim a scurvy old seadog wot always looks after his
> crew.)
>

Happy Holidays Wim Jay.  How syncronicitic ~  We are all sharing a
wonderful Cuban rum called Marti, made with mint and lime.  I haven't
had a single tooth drop out... except for ma aunt's urn. ;)

> > >> --
> > >
> > >
> > > the folly of this island!
>
> There are no Folletts on this island. Me and me hearties shot 'im.
>
> > lalalalalalalalalalalalaalalalalalaallalalalalalalalalalalaalalalalalalalaa
>
> Oh shite! we need no ululating muslim female wailers on this night of all
> nights! Could one of you aryans shoot her, please?
>
> --
> Wim Jay
> 
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