🚀 go-pugleaf

This is a multi-part message in MIME format.
--------------020203080004020106040307
Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii; format=flowed
Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

mojopin wrote:
> "Russell B Waters" <huskydustyrusty@luckymail.com> wrote in message
> news:Ef99c.102367$1p.1497604@attbi_s54...
> 
>>Michael A. Clem wrote:
>>
>>
>>>Burp wrote:
>>>
>>>
>>>>Well, by golly, I jest wanna' better life for myself so Jimmy I'll be
>>>>headin' fer yer house. Stock up the fridge and get that spare bedroom
>>>>ready
>>>>for my use.
>>>>
>>>>
>>>
>>>Misses the point.   National borders are not the same thing as private
>>>property.  Nobody has the right to trespass on private property, citizen
>>>or otherwise.
>>>
>>
>>I think we should move away from the border subject, and move back
>>towards the horrific practice that these people are participating in.
>>I had never heard of this, but I think it's terrible.
>>Horses are beautiful, graceful animals, and they deserve MUCH better
>>than to be treated this way for the amusement of sadistic and sick people.
>>If I ever come across a Charro I will be tempted to cause similar
>>injuries to that person, as they have done to many a horse.
>>Rusty
>>
> 
> 
> You go Rusty.  Try to convince them your not a faggot with that name too.
> LOL
> 
> 

I believe you meant "you're not a faggot" (yes, it was a grammar lame), 
and how the hell is "Rusty" a faggot name?
I'm the furthest thing from a faggot, and my name has almost always been 
Rusty.
This is a serious subject, beautiful animals are being tortured.
Rusty


-- 
A special Stephen King Sig, in honor of "Secret Windows" coming out on 
March 12th:
'Ever eaten your wife?'
'No.'
'What?'
'No!'
'What's the last book in the Bible, Don?'
'Revelations.'
'Actually it's just Revelation.  No s.  Right?'
'Right, sure, right.'
'Who wrote it?'
'John.'
'What was your father's middle name?'
'John.'
'Ever get a revelation from your father, Don?'
- Rage

Heeling over slightly, the Lockheed struck the Games Building dead on, 
three quarters of the way up.  Its tanks were still better than a 
quarter full.  Its speed was slightly over five hundred miles an hour.
The explosion was tremendous, lighting up the night like the wrath of 
God, and it rained fire twenty blocks away.
- The Running Man

As he measured coffee with a shaking hand, he thought of his constant, 
strident protestations that he hadn't plagiarized Shooter's story, that 
he had never plagiarized anything.
But he had, of course.
Once.
Just once.
- Secret Window, Secret Garden


--------------020203080004020106040307
Content-Type: text/x-vcard; charset=utf8;
 name="huskydustyrusty.vcf"
Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit
Content-Disposition: attachment;
 filename="huskydustyrusty.vcf"

begin:vcard
fn:Russell Waters
n:Waters;Russell
adr:;;PO BOX 17173;Des Moines;IA;50317;United States of America
email;internet:huskydustyrusty@luckymail.com
tel;home:(515) 265-7296
tel;cell:(515) 770-5103
version:2.1
end:vcard


--------------020203080004020106040307--