posted November 21, 2000 10:33 AM

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As far as Dlady, I guess I flamed her ass off the board.

posted November 21, 2000 10:36 AM

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It doesn't matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle, when the sun comes up - you had better be running.

posted November 22, 2000 11:31 AM

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Its so nice to be missed ANyhow...I'll be back to take over the world next monday...my grandfater died and I'm back in PA till sat. Thanks for noticing though Jae...and thanks for the e mail Shadow...gilbag..only cryogenically so I can return at a later date THick..hows work?

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My father was a relentlessly selfimproving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts for being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we�d make meat helmets. When I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Wilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum...it�s breathtaking. I suggest you try it.

posted November 22, 2000 11:34 AM

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It doesn't matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle, when the sun comes up - you had better be running.

posted November 22, 2000 11:38 AM

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