🚀 go-pugleaf

Just when I begin to think a spineless loser like the phony-
named "Dave T" can go no lower, he surprises me.  Lately, I 
have noticed that this gutless wonder has desperately turned to
e-mail flaming in the hope that I will continue to recognize 
his miserable existence.  (His lames had gotten so trite
and pathetic that I had been ignoring them entirely; that
apparently motivated him in turn to resort to email, like 
a truly frantic loser.)

[Now, before people start lecturing me on how to respond 
to remail pests, let me give everyone MY philosophy.  I
hate e-amil flaming.  It has become the province of cranks 
and sundry losers like Dave T.  It has nothing at all to 
do with FLAMING, 1998.   Only the biggest losers or the
most miserable cranks resort to it.  Off the top of my head, 
the only email pests I recall over the last couple of years 
have been human leech David Kendrick and now the spineless
Dave T.   Anyway, what I say here is regarding their subject 
lines; I don't read their flames at all.   The last time I 
made a post like this (about Human Leech and e-mail pest 
Kendrick) Louse-monkey Hausmann--or was it his clone, "Lousy
MacLemon"?--started blathering about how *I* was "stupid" not 
to use an e-mail killfile.  The moron could not understand 
that I LIKE to see what email has been sent me.  I mean, 
how long does it take to read fifty subject lines before 
you delete forty of them as being junk, after all?  If
you have missed my point, I am saying I would rather 
invest the few extra seconds in order to see EXACTLY what 
was emailed to me and by whom, rather than delegating
my thinking to an electronic gizmo.  So much for 
killfiles.]

Even so, when a pathetic, desperate loser like
Dave T. begins pestering me with his driveled
subject lines, he richly deserves to be raked 
over hot coals by The Giant for the vermiform, 
boorish coward he embodies.  Let us remember,
Dave T. Bowel emanates from the filth-and-germ 
encrusted toilet of net-obscurity; ergo the best 
thing that could happen to these distinguished 
newsgroups would occur if Dave T crawled back into 
the same filthy bowl he wormed his way out of.  
Dave T represents horrifyingly animated, spineless 
shit from a toilet bowl, no more, no less. 

Yes, Dave T, just stand in the bowl, hold the lever 
and do a "Goodbye Cruel World" routine for us.  Relax.
Your exit will be easy (for YOU).  The flame world of 
today has no place for pitiful e-mailing turds such as 
yourself.


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