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| In article <27649-433778D6-845@storefull-3216.bay.webtv.net>,
swampdick@webtv.net (Connor Sr) wrote:
> Ain't no big deal atall . Aint nowon baling out. Masive helpe is alreddy
> here. We tokked at the feest ovir shark and weesel cutlets. Every
> swinging dick and flooppin titty volenteered. Even crazy jethrine and
> the fading don jethroettiabino will be at yer serfice. Lets rebild.
> Swamprat
Actually, I highly recommend moving to Birmingham, Alabama. Alabama is the best
state in the union and I am very good friends with a couple of ladies there.
Mother takes special care of Alabama you know.
The Church of Nemesis is in union with the Ladies of Birmingham, Alabama. :-)
Or Metamora is a good place too. Mother is very fond of the Ladies of Metamoro,
as they are so nice and polite.
In fact, in honour of *all* the Ladies of the South, my "This is America" page
is covered with "Stars and Bars". G.R.I.T.S. Rule yaknow?
http://www.veloceraptor.free-online.co.uk/mylinks.html
Hey, one of those Ladies of the South really loved my version of Dixie, but I
had better not sing about woodpeckers in public forums.
"I wish I was in Dixie...." Sing along now.
Alan, son of Nemesis.
Anyone who doubts that I am the son of Nemesis is obviously an infidel
lacking in faith whose soul is in peril of everlasting damnation.
"I don’t believe that Mr. Bush is a Christian. Christians believe in the
prophets, peace be upon them. Bush believes in profits and how to get a piece of
them."
Mr George Galloway.
http://www.veloceraptor.free-online.../protector.html
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http://www.mrgallowaygoestowashington.com/
http://www.respectcoalition.org/
http://theoriginalfirebird.blogspot.com/
http://www.planetarybillofrights.org/
The Hymn of Nemesis:
Nemesis, winged balancer of life,
dark-faced Goddess, daughter of Justice,
You who restrain with adamantine bridles
the frivolous insolences of mortals,
and spurning the destructive violence of mankind
drive out black envy!
Beneath Your unceasing, traceless orbit
is spun the grey fortune of man
and unnoticed You walk in his tracks,
you bend the neck that is proud.
Beneath Your arm You ever measure out life
and ever do You lower Your eye to Your bosom
as You control the scales in Your hand.
Be gracious, blessed dealer of justice,
Nemesis, winged balancer of life.
Nemesis the deathless Goddess we sing,
Victory with slender wings, all-powerful
infallible, and the assistant to Justice,
You who in displeasure at the pride of men
carry it down into Tartarus.
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