"Harry Krause" wrote in message
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NOYB wrote:

"Harry Krause" wrote in message
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NOYB wrote:

You can try to divert the issue by talking about *my* life...but it
doesn't
change the fact that, in the end, most "undecideds" vote for the more
"likeable" guy. I figured you would have learned first-hand in
highschool
that attacking the "in" crowd just makes you the "outcast". It does
nothing
to tarnish the image of the popular folk.


You ain't the "in-crowd," Twerpy.

"Twerpy"? You're still taking pot-shots at the "in-crowd" by
name-calling?

Besides an occasional "swirlie", did any grave physical harm result from
your taunts when you were in school? I would have guessed that you
finally
realized you weren't "cool" when you saw the other guys sneaking out of
the
sorority house in the morning...while you delivered bagels. Of course,
you're so intentionally obtuse sometimes, you probably assumed the
smiles
from the girls was a form of flirtation. Didn't the eruption of
laughter as
the door closed behind you tip you off that something wasn't Kosher?


Huffing that gas again, eh, twerpie?

I mostly paid my own way through undergrad college, and delivering
doughnuts was only one of my many jobs. I also took average to better
than average photos for the school newspaper and yearbook (and met lots
of dates that way), picked up and delivered dry cleaning, delivered
flyers, whatever. Undergrad college was cheap in those days, and a
couple of meaningless jobs would get your ticket punched. I earned
enough to also support an old wreck of a Chevy *and* a slighter better
but well-used Honda Dream motorcycle, the one with the fenders that
seemed to be made out of old Japanese beer cans.

My third of college, I was hired for the summer as a reporter by a
newspaper, and I kept that job through graduation.

So...while I was paying my way, *you* were sucking down checks from
mommy and daddy, right?

Nope. Stafford loans. Still have 26 years to pay 'em off.

Are you still?

Never did.



Also in my third year, I was living with a young lady student who worked
weekend evenings as a bunny at the KC Playboy Club. Cute gal, tall, with
absolutely fabulous teats. Not huge, just perfect.

What were you doing your third year of college? Sniffing the intestinal
gas of the other boys in the frat house?

I was probably screwing girls your daughter's age. Where were they in 1991
and 1992? Did they ever make any trips to West Lafayette?