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In article <31D8A71F.4C13@earthlink.net> Dearmad <dearmad@earthlink.net> writes:

>Scott Buckner wrote:

>> >Please buy my book so I can get out of this job, I don't want to kill
>> >again!
>> 
>> Or -- duh -- you might just think about getting a *day* job, Sherlock.
>> 

>Wait a minute, let me see here: You have a shoulder and -um- just GUESSING 
>here... there was at ONE time a chip there, which said and particular to you 
>chip SOMEONE knocked off???  And it was this guy at 7-11 and you think he 
>should give it back to you?  Or you waned to write this book first, he beat 
>you to it, and now you're pissed that there's no more literary reason to quit 
>your day job as car-wash attendent, having exhausted your extensive list of 
>New York publishers interested in that particular genre...

>How's THAT for Sherlocking?

>Eagerly awaiting your heated reply. :-/

Heated response? From me? Nah. 

I will ask, however, whether you were having an intense religious experience 
when you created this posting. By the looks of this sentence structure train 
wreck, I can only assume you were in the midst of speaking in tongues at the 
time. Contrary to what others may have told you, babbling incoherently before 
the entire world not an endearing quality.

I guess "Hooked On Phonics" only goes so far ...