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POD {Ò¿Ó} wrote:
: The phone rang while Steve Leyland was doing the ironing, resulting : in the 3rd degree burn to the ear, visible for all in : alt.sports.soccer.manchester.united.scum-haters to guffaw over. : :: u wanna suck it and see, sonny? : : Suck a sig file? Won't that taste all pixelly?? avoidance noted. we -were- talking about my manhood, but you cowardly seem to have snipped that bit. I'm told by yer mum that it tastes salty. -- Steve Leyland mhm32x16 Smeeter#24 WSD#41 flower: three 6 four 9 five 8 eight 9 em ess en: my 1st name at purgatory dot org Alcatroll Labs Inc (bongwater maintenance dept) http://www.insurgent.org/~alcatroll/ http://www.radioxanadu.tk =^MEOW MEOW ARMY^= Don't hate yourself in the morning, sleep until noon. ================================================== ==================== "Warning to all: Steve Leyland is a trolling **** of the highest order. Killfile the muppet now and move on. Even the briefest of searches on his past UseNet posts will reveal the truth. You have been warned. *plonk*" bear, uk.rec.motorcycles ================================================== ==================== "This sig is an abomination of all that is good and right about usenet. Do the entire world a favor and REMOVE YOURSELF FROM USENET ALTOGETHER, DUMBASS." miguel, soc.singles ================================================== ==================== "must you include your 75847548574893579345 gigabyte sig file in every ****ing post? You're very annoying." projectile vomit chick, alt.music.ozzy ================================================== ==================== "I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen; A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut And "Thou shalt not," writ over the door; So I turned to the Garden of Love That so many sweet flowers bore. And I saw it was filled with graves, And tombstones where flowers should be; And priests in black gowns were walking their rounds, And binding with briars my joys and desires." William Blake. ================================================== ==================== "When the Earth has been ravaged and the animals are dying, a tribe of people from all races, creeds and colours shall put their faith in deeds, not words, and make the land green again. They shall be known as Warriors of the Rainbow, protectors of the environment." Native American prophecy |\ _.-'~~""'~`'~) /, ~-,__,,,.'~ ,-;;--'' |,4) ./ ' ; ;/' '-~~;'@ ( ; ; _.--'' _.-_..' .;.' (,_..----''' (,..--'' Meow |