I know it may be wrong, but I'm in love with righter's mom.


"Wavy G" wrote in message
...
I know it may be wrong, but I'm in love with righter's mom.

You got your hands full with all those MILFs.



"Wavy G" wrote in message
...
I know it may be wrong, but I'm in love with DosBoss57's mom.

On Tue, 14 Oct 2003 23:13:02 GMT, (Wavy
G) wrote:

These are the events that occurred yesterday, October 13th, "Columbus
Day",
the worst day of my life:

I woke up early, to "hit the pavement" as they say, and was out the
door
by
Noon. All was going well--so far. I went to the local shopping mart
to
get
some lunch and cash some checks (no questions, please). I had to
cash
too
checks, won for the amount of $50.00, and the other for $25 (that's a
grande
total of $75.00!). So I get to the bank and find out it's closed.
CLOSED!
DAMMIT!! IT'S COLUMBUS DAY. I forgot--bankers and postal workers
get a
day
off of work because some greasy wop invented the meatball.
WHOOPDY-****IN'-DOO. Thanks a lot, Columbus, now I don't have any
cash.
This was a minor impedance but I was not too put off, as I still had
my
lunch to look forward to.

Yay! Soup and Sandwich--my favourite! I first went to the Deli
station,
(located along the back wall, near the stairs and the loading docks)
to
get
my sandwich. Now, I normally get the "Italian Combo," (mmmm, good)
but
I
thought today I would branch out and try the turkey. It looked good
and
I
never tried it before, so I picked it up and merrily went about
getting
my
soup.

I made my way over to the Soup/Salad station in the centre of the
shopping
mart. I eagerly anticipated seeing what the Soup of the Day would
be.
So I
get there and read the sign over the soup carafe, and it said "Paul
Revere
Chili." What the frick? I don't know who the Hell Paul Revere is,
but
I do
know CHILI IS NOT SOUP! HAS EVERYWON GONE NUTS? AM I THE ONLY WON
WITH
SENSE ANY MORE? I remained extremely miffed for a moment, but I am
an
open-minded guy, so I thought I would try this "soup."

I wanted to pick up a few things before checking out, so I browsed
for a
few
moments. I went to the chips aisle and was about to grab a bag of
"Andy
Capps" when I began noticing a smell--a horrible, horrible smell. I
had
no
idea what it was, or where it was coming from, but it seemed like
every
where I went, it was there. I smelled like somewon had spilt a
bucket
of
Witch-hazel and Pepto-Bismal. Smelling this was making me extremely
upset.
I couldn't take it any more. I had to check out. I got in the
checkout
lane, and there was that smell again. WHAT THE HELL?! I look around
and
realize it was the guy behind me. He had been following me in the
chip
aisle when I first smelt it. NOW HE'S BEHIND ME WHILST I CHECK OUT.
GEE-WHIZ, WHAT A DAY!!!!1

On my way back, I saw a couple of goth kids moping around in an
adjacent
parking lot. I was stopped in traffic for half an eon, (you'd think
on
a
holiday, people would be home celebrating instead of out clogging the
roads
and ****ing me off, BUT NO.) Then, as the traffic picked up, I look
over
out my window and see those Goth kids again--only now they're riding
a
bike.
GOTH KIDS DON'T RIDE BIKES!!! WHAT THE **** IS GOING ON? HAS THE
WHOLE
WORLD LOST HIS HEAD???

I get back, eat my "soup" (it was "okay") and proceeded to open my
sandwich.
I get it open, only to realize it was not a turkey sandwich at
all--IT
WAS A
TURKEY *WRAP*. For those of you who don't know what a "wrap" is,
it's a
sandwich made out of some kind of flat bread, like a pita, or a
fajita,
or
something--whatever it's called, it's basically baked glue. It was
horrible. And I looked inside...IT WAS FILLED WITH CHEESE.
"BLECCH."
a
HUGE quivering glob of American cheese. I tried to pull my sandwich
open to
remove the offensive slab of crap, but the "wrap" was stuck to the
meat,
which, in turn, was stuck to the cheese. It ripped every time I
tried
to
pull it open. I finally got it apart and had to wipe the cheese off
with a
knife (that's kind of consistancy we're talking about here, folks)
and
got
it back together. I took won bite and it still tasted like cheese.
I
removed it, but the "essence" was still there, I guess (?) and alls I
could
taste was American cheese, bitter lettuce, and baked glue. IT MAKES
ME
ANGRY JUST TO THINK ABOUT IT. It was either eat the sandwich or
throw
it
away and waste my money. I ate the whole ****ING SANDWICH. MY DAY
WAS
NOW
COMPLETELY RUINED!!!!!@!!!

So to sum up, this was the worst day of my life.

Yours in love,
Wavy G.


and what the hell has any of this got to do with photoshop????

//Õ¿Õ\\

DosBoss57

Imagine all the people living life in peace !

Ahh, yes. Just imagine a world like that. Wouldn't that be swell.
Well,
it's a nice fantasy world you've created there, DosBoss57, but the
cold,
hard reality is that we are all subjected to days like I had on October
13,
the worst day of my life.

But thanks for trying.


Wavy, you need to put October 13 behind you. It's starting to look like
you're whining. There are many, many people out there who have had much
worse days than you've described. I know, it's all relative, but come
on,
you had a bad sandwich? That's it?

"That's it?" "THAT'S IT????" Of course that's not f*cking "it."

I had to put up with a guy following me around a shopping mart reeking of
Witch-hazel and Pepto-Bismal.

Too Goth kids, wearing black shirts and fat pants, suddenly got the nerve
to
pick their heads up and hop on a FU*CKING bike--won on the seat, and won
standing up on the back, like you would expect to see the "Little Rascals"
do, not a couple of Robert Smith disciples.

The "Soup of the Day" was f*ucking chili. CHILI.

Tell me that, along with all the other shit I had to put up with, wouldn't
just ruin *your* day.

Well, essentially, you got a bad sandwich. Learn to compartmentalize.

Well, essentially you made a won-line response to a 200 line message. Learn
to snip.






(ps, that's a cute Ascii representation of Marcie from the "Peanuts"
you've
got there.)

"Wavy G" wrote in message
...
These are the events that occurred yesterday, October 13th, "Columbus
Day",
the worst day of my life:

I woke up early, to "hit the pavement" as they say, and was out the door
by
Noon. All was going well--so far. I went to the local shopping mart to
get
some lunch and cash some checks (no questions, please). I had to cash too
checks, won for the amount of $50.00, and the other for $25 (that's a
grande
total of $75.00!). So I get to the bank and find out it's closed.
CLOSED!
DAMMIT!! IT'S COLUMBUS DAY. I forgot--bankers and postal workers get a
day
off of work because some greasy wop invented the meatball.
WHOOPDY-****IN'-DOO. Thanks a lot, Columbus, now I don't have any cash.

A third-grader knows whom Columbus is. Either you're stupid or we've just
read an extremely lame attempt at sarcastic humor.

This was a minor impedance but I was not too put off, as I still had my
lunch to look forward to.

Yay! Soup and Sandwich--my favourite! I first went to the Deli station,
(located along the back wall, near the stairs and the loading docks) to
get
my sandwich. Now, I normally get the "Italian Combo," (mmmm, good) but I
thought today I would branch out and try the turkey. It looked good and I
never tried it before, so I picked it up and merrily went about getting my
soup.

I made my way over to the Soup/Salad station in the centre of the shopping
mart. I eagerly anticipated seeing what the Soup of the Day would be. So
I
get there and read the sign over the soup carafe, and it said "Paul Revere
Chili." What the frick? I don't know who the Hell Paul Revere is, but I
do
know CHILI IS NOT SOUP!

Again, a third grader knows whom Paul Revere is. Apparently, you were
sucking your teacher's cock during class and now suffer from a cum-filled
cranium.

HAS EVERYWON GONE NUTS? AM I THE ONLY WON WITH
SENSE ANY MORE?

You are the only one WITHOUT sense.

I remained extremely miffed for a moment, but I am an
open-minded guy, so I thought I would try this "soup."

I wanted to pick up a few things before checking out, so I browsed for a
few
moments. I went to the chips aisle and was about to grab a bag of "Andy
Capps" when I began noticing a smell--a horrible, horrible smell. I had
no
idea what it was, or where it was coming from, but it seemed like every
where I went, it was there. I smelled like somewon had spilt a bucket of
Witch-hazel and Pepto-Bismal. Smelling this was making me extremely
upset.
I couldn't take it any more. I had to check out. I got in the checkout
lane, and there was that smell again. WHAT THE HELL?! I look around and
realize it was the guy behind me. He had been following me in the chip
aisle when I first smelt it. NOW HE'S BEHIND ME WHILST I CHECK OUT.
GEE-WHIZ, WHAT A DAY!!!!1

On my way back, I saw a couple of goth kids moping around in an adjacent
parking lot. I was stopped in traffic for half an eon, (you'd think on a
holiday, people would be home celebrating instead of out clogging the
roads
and ****ing me off, BUT NO.) Then, as the traffic picked up, I look over
out my window and see those Goth kids again--only now they're riding a
bike.
GOTH KIDS DON'T RIDE BIKES!!! WHAT THE **** IS GOING ON? HAS THE WHOLE
WORLD LOST HIS HEAD???

Where is it written that Goth kids don't ride bikes? Hopefully, the same
book says that ass-holes such as yourself aren't allowed to breathe.

I get back, eat my "soup" (it was "okay") and proceeded to open my
sandwich.
I get it open, only to realize it was not a turkey sandwich at all--IT WAS
A
TURKEY *WRAP*. For those of you who don't know what a "wrap" is, it's a
sandwich made out of some kind of flat bread, like a pita, or a fajita, or
something--whatever it's called, it's basically baked glue. It was
horrible. And I looked inside...IT WAS FILLED WITH CHEESE. "BLECCH." a
HUGE quivering glob of American cheese. I tried to pull my sandwich open
to
remove the offensive slab of crap, but the "wrap" was stuck to the meat,
which, in turn, was stuck to the cheese. It ripped every time I tried to
pull it open. I finally got it apart and had to wipe the cheese off with
a
knife (that's kind of consistancy we're talking about here, folks) and got
it back together. I took won bite and it still tasted like cheese.

Dick... you took "one" bite. You "won" the game. See the difference?
Apparen'tly you were sucking your English teacher's cock too.

I
removed it, but the "essence" was still there, I guess (?) and alls I
could
taste was American cheese, bitter lettuce, and baked glue. IT MAKES ME
ANGRY JUST TO THINK ABOUT IT. It was either eat the sandwich or throw it
away and waste my money. I ate the whole ****ING SANDWICH. MY DAY WAS
NOW
COMPLETELY RUINED!!!!!@!!!

So to sum up, this was the worst day of my life.

Life is good if this is your worst day. Make the world a better place and
kill yourself. We're tired of hearing you diaper-wetting tantrums.



Yours in love,
Wavy G.

Well, essentially, you got a bad sandwich. Learn to compartmentalize.

Well, essentially you made a won-line response to a 200 line message.
Learn
to snip.


You are going about this all wrong. It's your choice whether you wanna make
this a thing of the past, or a thing that you obsess over for years to come.
If you choose the latter, I'm afraid I will have to block you out of my news
reader. I have a low tolerance for inanity and goofballishness. So, what's
it gonna be? Are you really prepared to face a boycott by me? Think it
through, and sleep on it, then let me know what you've chosen tomorrow
morning. Okay?

www.righterwrites.com






(ps, that's a cute Ascii representation of Marcie from the "Peanuts"
you've
got there.)

In article ,
says...
You are going about this all wrong. It's your choice whether you wanna make
this a thing of the past, or a thing that you obsess over for years to come.
If you choose the latter, I'm afraid I will have to block you out of my news
reader. I have a low tolerance for inanity and goofballishness. So, what's
it gonna be? Are you really prepared to face a boycott by me? Think it
through, and sleep on it, then let me know what you've chosen tomorrow
morning. Okay?


Admittedly the original post is pretty STOOPID.
He's a troll and his post has no place on this newsgroup...but...
Wow, you really take yourself pretty seriously...don'tcha???
Puh-leeeeeze...!
Do you think he really CARES if you block him out...?
I wouldn't.
Block me out too, while yer at it.
I love newsgroup dorks like you, who think "plonking"
(the dorky & geeky piece of language invented by usenet assholes)...
is the end all worst thing you can do to someone on a newsgroup.
Wut a moron!

I have a low tolerance for inanity and goofballishness.

Booga-booga-booga...yuk-yuk-yuk...!!!
Dick.

The Magician

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"There is a theory which states that if ever anybody discovers
exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here...
it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more
bizarre and inexplicable.
There is another theory which states that this has already happened."
-Douglas Adams

On Sat, 18 Oct 2003 13:01:08 GMT, The Magician
said:

In article ,
says...
You are going about this all wrong. It's your choice whether you wanna make
this a thing of the past, or a thing that you obsess over for years to come.
If you choose the latter, I'm afraid I will have to block you out of my news
reader. I have a low tolerance for inanity and goofballishness. So, what's
it gonna be? Are you really prepared to face a boycott by me? Think it
through, and sleep on it, then let me know what you've chosen tomorrow
morning. Okay?


Admittedly the original post is pretty STOOPID.

Hold it right there! Stop. pause Thank you.

In article ,
says...

Hold it right there! Stop. pause Thank you.

.......................???
WTF?
Wanna make a bit of sense there Skippy...?
Da Magish

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"There is a theory which states that if ever anybody discovers
exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here...
it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more
bizarre and inexplicable.
There is another theory which states that this has already happened."
-Douglas Adams

On Sat, 18 Oct 2003 13:28:05 GMT, The Magician
said:

In article ,
says...

Hold it right there! Stop. pause Thank you.

......................???
WTF?
Wanna make a bit of sense there Skippy...?

"And like *that* the post disappeared!," said the Magician.

"The Magician" wrote in message
...
In article ,
says...
You are going about this all wrong. It's your choice whether you wanna
make
this a thing of the past, or a thing that you obsess over for years to
come.
If you choose the latter, I'm afraid I will have to block you out of my
news
reader. I have a low tolerance for inanity and goofballishness. So,
what's
it gonna be? Are you really prepared to face a boycott by me? Think it
through, and sleep on it, then let me know what you've chosen tomorrow
morning. Okay?


Admittedly the original post is pretty STOOPID.
He's a troll and his post has no place on this newsgroup...but...
Wow, you really take yourself pretty seriously...don'tcha???
Puh-leeeeeze...!
Do you think he really CARES if you block him out...?
I wouldn't.
Block me out too, while yer at it.
I love newsgroup dorks like you, who think "plonking"
(the dorky & geeky piece of language invented by usenet assholes)...
is the end all worst thing you can do to someone on a newsgroup.
Wut a moron!

I have a low tolerance for inanity and goofballishness.

Booga-booga-booga...yuk-yuk-yuk...!!!
Dick.

The Magician

Hook, line and SINKER!


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"There is a theory which states that if ever anybody discovers
exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here...
it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more
bizarre and inexplicable.
There is another theory which states that this has already happened."
-Douglas Adams

In article ,
says...
On Sat, 18 Oct 2003 13:28:05 GMT, The Magician
said:

In article ,
says...

Hold it right there! Stop. pause Thank you.

......................???
WTF?
Wanna make a bit of sense there Skippy...?

"And like *that* the post disappeared!," said the Magician.


Ummm...Ok...yeah...
Hey...you might wanna take your meds there now Pal.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"There is a theory which states that if ever anybody discovers
exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here...
it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more
bizarre and inexplicable.
There is another theory which states that this has already happened."
-Douglas Adams

"The Magician" wrote in message
...
In article ,
says...
On Sat, 18 Oct 2003 13:28:05 GMT, The Magician
said:

In article ,
says...

Hold it right there! Stop. pause Thank you.

......................???
WTF?
Wanna make a bit of sense there Skippy...?

"And like *that* the post disappeared!," said the Magician.


Ummm...Ok...yeah...
Hey...you might wanna take your meds there now Pal.

Who in the name of Sam Hell are you???


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"There is a theory which states that if ever anybody discovers
exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here...
it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more
bizarre and inexplicable.
There is another theory which states that this has already happened."
-Douglas Adams

In article ,
says...

Hook, line and SINKER!


Geeks...gotta love 'em!

Da Magish
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"There is a theory which states that if ever anybody discovers
exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here...
it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more
bizarre and inexplicable.
There is another theory which states that this has already happened."
-Douglas Adams

I know it may be wrong, but I'm in love with vitamind's mom.


Dick... you took "one" bite. You "won" the game.

WTF??? I didn't win anything. If I had won a game, I probly wouldn't have
had the worst day of my life. Thanks for trying to cheer me up, but making
up shit that never happend doesn't help.

See the difference?
Apparen'tly you were sucking your English teacher's cock too.

I know it may be wrong, but I'm in love with righter's mom.


Well, essentially, you got a bad sandwich. Learn to compartmentalize.

Well, essentially you made a won-line response to a 200 line message.
Learn
to snip.


You are going about this all wrong. It's your choice whether you wanna make
this a thing of the past, or a thing that you obsess over for years to come.
If you choose the latter, I'm afraid I will have to block you out of my news
reader. I have a low tolerance for inanity and goofballishness. So, what's
it gonna be? Are you really prepared to face a boycott by me? Think it
through, and sleep on it, then let me know what you've chosen tomorrow
morning. Okay?

Okay. I've chosen that, since you're not being entirely supportive, I don't
care what you do. Go ahead and boycott my post. My REAL friends here will
support me.


www.righterwrites.com






(ps, that's a cute Ascii representation of Marcie from the "Peanuts"
you've
got there.)

Wavy G wrote:
I know it may be wrong, but I'm in love with vitamind's mom.


Dick... you took "one" bite. You "won" the game.

WTF??? I didn't win anything. If I had won a game, I probly
wouldn't have had the worst day of my life. Thanks for trying to
cheer me up, but making up shit that never happend doesn't help.

Aw, Wavy... tell me where it hurts. I'll get all the hot guys in
ats to kiss your booboo and make it better. LOL


See the difference?
Apparen'tly you were sucking your English teacher's cock too.

I know it may be wrong, but I'm in love with Walker's mom.

Wavy G wrote:
I know it may be wrong, but I'm in love with vitamind's mom.


Dick... you took "one" bite. You "won" the game.

WTF??? I didn't win anything. If I had won a game, I probly
wouldn't have had the worst day of my life. Thanks for trying to
cheer me up, but making up shit that never happend doesn't help.

Aw, Wavy... tell me where it hurts. I'll get all the hot guys in
ats to kiss your booboo and make it better. LOL

I don't have a "booboo" as I was not injurred, so your wisecrack is
irrelevant. I was *emotionally* scarred. That's just won of those things
that those greaseballs wouldn't understand.




See the difference?
Apparen'tly you were sucking your English teacher's cock too.