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"Dusty Rhodes" <terra@POTTEDMEATtexas.net> wrote in message
news:7U9h8.61366$0y2.2726796@typhoon.austin.rr.com...
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| I know this has nothing to do with austin.food, but the NNO does and I want
| all of you to know it's safe, despite this idiot.
|
| "Z" <_fireblaze_@yahoo.comNOSPAM> wrote in message
| news:VB0h8.53054$6j2.3002355@typhoon.austin.rr.com...
|
| > I would agree with that. Dusty, im on the phone with the police right now.
| > you're more than welcome to call them and get the 9 digit case #. you were
| > warned that any reply to my post would constitute harassment. i have a
| > scheduled talk with high tech crimes in the morning. you have one last
| > chance to back out of this whole ordeal. you (seriously) are on the brink
| of
| > going to jail for harassment. also, DO NOT RESPOND TO ANY POSTS REGARDING
| > THIS. they WILL constitute further harassment.
|
| So, talk to Detective Blanchard of the APD High Tech Division this morning,
| did you? I did, too. We had a nice, long talk. Two of 'em, actually. Turns
| out we use some of the same forensic software.
|
| Anyway, it's strange, but he doesn't seem remember you coming by or
| scheduling anything. You wouldn't lying again, would you?
|
| He does, however, remember a report from you to 311, case # 024409847, which
| has been officially marked "Without Merit," and tossed into the dead case
| file. And he does remember telling you by phone this morning that nothing
| you had so far reported was a crime. Have you forgotten already?
|
| According to him, you said I'd been repeatedly e-mailing you, apparently in
| an attempt to frame me for harassment. Oops, another lie. Didn't anyone ever
| tell you lying to a cop is a BAD idea?
|
| You promised to send him copies of the e-mails this morning, which you then
| did not, most likely because I've NEVER e-mailed you. Not once, ever. All
| I've ever done is *respond* to you in a public forum.
|
| Gee, I wonder what the penalty for filing a false report is, these days? Let
| us know, will you?
|
| When I read Detective Blanchard your post above, he said, and this is a
| direct quote, "That's ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous."
|
| He then went on to assure me, as I am now assuring the rest of you, that
| under no circumstances could *any* response in a public forum constitute
| criminal harassment because, as I'm sure most of you already know, when you
| post to a public forum, you are legally requesting responses. Anyone is free
| to respond to anything any time they wish.
|
| He also agrees with me that, although nuts like you rarely actually *do*
| anything, it's a good idea to take precautions, especially with a large
| gathering planned for tomorrow. Filing the report was the first step. Since
| they're nerds at the High Tech squad, too, a good answer seemed to be to
| invite them all, which I did. They'll be watching for you, since they now
| know who you are.
|
| Now, anyone interested, though I can't imagine why anyone would be, can get
| a copy of random letter boy's false police report that will confirm its
| "Without Merit" status by filing a request through FOI. All you need is the
| case number, which I have provided. And I'm sure at least a few of you
| remember Detective Blanchard from when he was a programmer at UT, so you
| know if he marks it without merit, it's without merit.
|
| I have also filed a police report. Unlike random letter idiot's, it is in
| the "Active" file. Turns out threats of physical violence by electronic
| media is a Class B misdemeanor, which means with probable cause, they'll
| come find you and toss your sorry ass in jail.
|
| You better hope I don't have a lot of free time today, Z. One post with a
| threat from *any* of your stupid sock puppets is good enough for APD as
| probable cause. Think you'll get to pick your own daddy or are they
| assigned?
|
| I tell ya, I'm absolutely flabbergasted by this guy. Has anyone ever seen
| such determined stupidity? Amazing.
|
| Cheers,
|
| Dusty
|
|

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I liken it to a drooling Mongoloid, happily poking a sleeping bear in a
cave that is loaded with blinking lights and computer gear with a sign
over the cave saying "Abandon hope all ye who enter here, for this
is the lab of Pepsi Cola and Doom" and giggling and drooling and
cavorting around in his dirty shorts and sunken chest, his eyes ablaze
with feverish glee and cackling madly.......

The bear grunts, rolls over, cocks one disinterested eye towards the silly
boy and gives a little growl, yawns and then rolls back over to go to sleep,
licking his black lips and making comfortable smacking sounds.

Foolish Z the village idiot, shivers with excitement and begins caterwauling
"Oh Dusty you stupid dumabass bear!  Nya na nay na!  You can't catch
me, nya na na na naaaa!" And poking ever harder.

The bear opens one baleful eyes and grimaces.  You see him struggling mightily
to maintain his temper so as not to harm this foolish human lout-on-a-popsicle
stick,
but losing the battle rapidly.

The village idiot Z is joined by his shuffling and mumbling vacant and
cross -eyed friend
TLO who has entered the cave also.  TLO can't read either so misses the warning
sign
in flashing neon lights over the cave entrance.

Z motions TLO over and TLO shuffles closer.

Z tells him  excitedly  " See George, uh huh uh huh, yes George, I found me a
pet mouse
and I'm going to hold him and love him and squeeze him and he'll love me too!"

"Aw shucks, Z, dat ain't no mousy wousy, dats a big assed fooking bear you
village ijiot!"
TLO tells Z.
TLO is obviously the smarter one of the litter.

Z pays no attention and in his excitement as he turns back to the bear and
proceeds to commencesinging his annoying song and poking the bear.

TLO tells Z "  Ahm a gwin ta go home, I heared mah momma calling me, see ya
alligator!"
And  TLO starts to leave the cave.

All of a sudden there is a terrible shriek and a large roar, followed by
gurgling sounds and
the awful cacophony of crunching bones and little shrieks and squirts of liquid
pulsating on
the cave's walls.

TLO grows instant wings on his grubby barefeet and beats feet out the cave, down
the
hill from Barton Springs and doesn't stop running until he's winded and on 6th
street, whereupon
he spies a sexy UT coed with fake breasts, fake nose, fake eyelashes, dyed hair,
fake fingernails,
mascara, lipstick, foundation, cream, Vaseline on her lips and underwire bra
with the straps showing
wearing her underwear inside out over her grubby jeans and promptly forgets why
he was running.

Later on momma asks TLO  " Now where's dat wascally ijiot Z dat brudder yorn
gone to again? Huh? "

TLO's face is a symphony of amazement as he slowly remembers the terrible sounds
and
the crunching and the roars and bashfully and looking down at the floor with his
eyes
downcast  "Ah dunno, momma, ah swear, he wasn't being eaten by a big old dusty
bear,
I swear!  It's not my fault!"
His voice trails off into a whine as he prepares himself for a good
licking.....thankful that
it's this kind of licking and not the kind that's taking place at the very
minute a few miles
away.

Nota Rex I
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