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"=> Vox PopuliŠ" <vox@popu.li> wrote in message
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> "Frank" <unlisted@yahoo.com> wrote in message
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> <snip off-point digressive drivel>
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> Oh, lookie here - nothing left.
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> LOL!
It's just as well you can type, for if you had to speak your mind, you'd be
speechless. Is that a conclusion or simply the place where you got tired of
thinking? If you knew what you're talking about, you'd be dangerous. How
true is Stanislaw J. Lec's famous remark: "Every now and then you meet
someone whose ignorance is encyclopedic."
You are about as entertaining as a child's inflatable punching toy. You bop
it, it springs back, you bop it again and you forget it ever existed. It
slowly deflates in an unused corner, then one day you throw it away. There's
nothing wrong with you that couldn't be cured with a little Prozac and a
polo mallet, or, better yet, suicide. Maybe you wouldn't come across as such
a jellyfish-sucking mental midget if you weren't an 'idiot savant' without
the 'savant' part; if your weren't so fat that when God said "Let there be
Light", he told you to move your fat XXX out of the way, or if you didn't
have a face so ugly that Peeping Toms break into your house and close the
blinds. No, come to think of it, you would.
You are a dreadfully reprehensible lecher and a petty, all-defiling proof
that God has a disturbed sense of humor.
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