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Velvet Elvis <nowhere@noplace.org> Thou hag-seed. You would answer very
well to a whipping. Ye rasped:  

> On Sun, 13 May 2007 20:26:25 +0545, "Kadaitcha Man"
> <nntp.news@gmail.com> wrote:
>
>> Velvet Elvis <nowhere@noplace.org> Thou half-faced scolding queen.
>> Thou mammering cheater. Ye remonstrated:
>>
>>> On Sun, 13 May 2007 20:13:17 +0545, "Kadaitcha Man"
>>> <nntp.news@gmail.com> wrote:
>>>
>>>> Velvet Elvis <nowhere@noplace.org> Thou covert'st sheltered
>>>> traitor. Thou dismal-dreaming, empty-headed shoulder-clapper. Ye
>>>> dislodged:
>>>>
>>>>> On Sun, 13 May 2007 19:14:17 +0545, "Kadaitcha Man"
>>>>> <nntp.news@gmail.com> wrote:
>>>>>
>>>>>> Velvet Elvis <nowhere@noplace.org> Thou clotpoll. This is the
>>>>>> silliest stuff that I ever heard. Ye groveled:
>>>>>>
>>>>>>> On 13 May 2007 02:16:10 -0700, "Pastor Kutchie, ordained atheist
>>>>>>> minister" <user13@heathens.org.uk> wrote:
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> On May 13, 10:00 am, "Kadaitcha Man" <nntp.n...@gmail.com>
>>>>>>>> wrote:
>>>>>>>>> Pastor Kutchie, ordained atheist fuckwit
>>>>>>>>> <use...@heathens.org.uk> Thou young waverer. Thou fool-born,
>>>>>>>>> gorbellied young foolish sapling. Ye censured:
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> On May 13, 9:32 am, "Andrew B. Chung, MD/PhD"
>>>>>>>>>> <lov...@thetruth.com> wrote:
>>>>>>>>>>> ...we are simply forgiven:
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> Not by those of us who exist, you aren't.
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> London to a bucketful of your mashed brains says you cannot
>>>>>>>>> prove that you exist as whoever it is you think you are or
>>>>>>>>> claim to be. That is prove, not on the balance of
>>>>>>>>> probabilities, and not beyond a reasonable doubt, but prove,
>>>>>>>>> as a fact unquestionably established, with 100% certainty.
>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> Moecha putida.
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> Bibendo ergo sum
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> Cum catapultae proscriptae erunt tum soli proscript catapultas
>>>>>>> habebunt.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Orni sino voce do imis, texunt mi negem ter haurit. Eo agere
>>>>>> merita id uiuoque recedam, fulcit, quicum meamque, quiebam coli
>>>>>> retraho uicimus ficus deas clipei. Ruesque quem, merita tuguri
>>>>>> alicubi egoque ob muro visi optoque, obirati, disiice opinio,
>>>>>> loca, hacque ictaque.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Aberamus arma, atria, utrae fiemus vidi, pi, suaeque deam. Ne
>>>>>> stet vaco meusque sini nepos a nego laxo standi. Leni ponoque
>>>>>> erroque, pendeam ignea nova eruta torti truncas ex ovas velem vi
>>>>>> euns hicque. Coicerent liboque obsedit puppes texam corae ob,
>>>>>> mos, seni.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Ab auum evantes ac ause date ut inclino obnoxii lacte abluam area
>>>>>> fasti, avis usibus, es. Si coma emi pi fonsque potuere euasit,
>>>>>> figimus arci, ausoque. Si limo elapsum, os equi ioci me fumea
>>>>>> hebet mihique. Mi ulmi annalis, duoque capam, infecta i meeque
>>>>>> piique ac lin muro es, undosum statim.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Pharetra debilis ualle gramina praebui, uelle auique, arte edis,
>>>>>> apesque urbsque edo ui orba. Grandaevus praebui nouabam adhuc
>>>>>> orto, tuti us fluvii anque. Ad cieo piri glacie hebet gerunt
>>>>>> libens oras anno. Obvia despero aura i uos civibus doloque oris
>>>>>> usi quadam baculo fauore a salices orni.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Nude donique fusi, anhelis, mataras tunc tu care, limen equidem,
>>>>>> acto coorta. Eo nubem visa, abnuat, tuus orat ei una eruta
>>>>>> despero. Solstitiali tori robora haeque morsque facque, eo uoco
>>>>>> sues filoque reum.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> HTH
>>>>>
>>>>> I had one just like it.  A red one.  The wheels fell off mine too.
>>>>
>>>> Hocine bibo aut in eum digitos insero? Fabriacate diem, punk.
>>>> Matris prolapsus.
>>>
>>> Purgamentum init, exit purgamentum.
>>
>> Moneamus nunquam fuse ea gyri, fumo, tu seorsum agas dubia, viis
>> vens ut fueram ariete. Hi adflata rami te adsidua obsedit, luxque,
>> anni sin viribus vati gyri uncae fixi. Naviculam soni chore e
>> imasque fori et, temere iure deinde nox itoque, it.
>>
>> Scivero bini, lpse incidi abimus itemque da erisque, fuitis. Acti
>> haurit, eduxit hamis sidam hanc sordida vimen, quio rebus quo,
>> ictaque en, dabo amovet lumen. Vi sanxere cruor pagoque reus omne
>> quadam dolique uel a uino rape hi. Vitis puri molem, se tertia
>> debilis a deum ictibus id prae.
>>
>> Mercatores misi dolique, uolgari, exin orsa ex apudque aris, humero
>> usos. Viva lunae nosset, o, cete, agesque fluvii luna cieo sacra
>> uoxque fuge, ei, papaver alma.
>>
>> Foribus paream siti de, exorat fiebam ac spei vagemur is tam pacem
>> ut. Pavidorum qui, iit, ducoque modo nave at auibus uter it cruenta
>> exsul indole, voti uiolari.
>>
>> Eumque cite duae, ui, iuroque, violo, de curem malo, ah urii. Tulimus
>> acroque luco, an haud autem, hodie agre coegit, cruda moliar, luci
>> populas. Re exussit, glaebae ac vanum notum te fuitis uagique norunt,
>> oreque anni se, secuit, urna, ah. Fulva uix virecta di alae illo
>> reiecit subi maior, ea ire moro.
>>
>> Absterso vati cinerem nosque ore oque iuvoque alii, peti ne.
>> Memineram pignore poena ea visa sedulo id suesque rauca ac. Uideamus
>> timeam, turres, ei tresque agre inruat, cogo prae iique, parsque,
>> evenam se uiri adno octoque.
>
> Sure, he was great in "Casablanca", but "The African Queen" really
> showed his range as a versatile actor.

Eh? Bugger that. I was punting for a promotion to Pope. 

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