"Commodore Joe Redcloud" wrote in message
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On Mon, 05 Dec 2005 02:36:37 GMT, "Bob Crantz"
wrote:

No, I lived on the outskirts of Cabrini Green and on the South Side of
Chicago for 5 years. I have a 21 stitch wound on my right leg from a beer
bottle, a scar from a stab wound on my back, an improperly healed hyoid
bone
(from being punched in the throat) , two floating knuckles, two slightly
protruding ribs, 8 stitch scar under one eye, a dozen chipped or broken
teeth and walk with a slight limp. I've been shot at 4 times (not
counting
military service) and had to run for my life numerous times.

So tell me about your playground scuffles anemia boy.

Amen!


Your mother really didn't like you much. You should have cleaned your room
the
first time she asked. Meanwhile, if someone other than yourself did the
stiches
they don't really count for ****.

I grew up in an orphanage chowder brain.





Commodore Joe Redcloud

"Commodore Joe Redcloud" wrote in message
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On Mon, 05 Dec 2005 03:04:56 GMT, "Bob Crantz"
wrote:


"Commodore Joe Redcloud" wrote in message
.. .
On Mon, 05 Dec 2005 02:36:37 GMT, "Bob Crantz"
wrote:

No, I lived on the outskirts of Cabrini Green and on the South Side of
Chicago for 5 years. I have a 21 stitch wound on my right leg from a
beer
bottle, a scar from a stab wound on my back, an improperly healed
hyoid
bone
(from being punched in the throat) , two floating knuckles, two
slightly
protruding ribs, 8 stitch scar under one eye, a dozen chipped or
broken
teeth and walk with a slight limp. I've been shot at 4 times (not
counting
military service) and had to run for my life numerous times.

So tell me about your playground scuffles anemia boy.

Amen!


Your mother really didn't like you much. You should have cleaned your
room
the
first time she asked. Meanwhile, if someone other than yourself did the
stiches
they don't really count for ****.

I grew up in an orphanage chowder brain.



I can easily believe that your parents were a couple of drug-addled
assholes and
the state had to raise you. You've been a welfare beggar all your life.
Not
surprising, given some of what you have posted.


Actually my parents were both killed in Korea, one in 1951 and the other in
1952. I go visit their graves at Pinelawn National Cemetery. It was the
bullet of a North Korean that killed my father and an artillery shell that
got my mother.


Commodore Joe Redcloud

"Commodore Joe Redcloud©" wrote in message
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On Mon, 05 Dec 2005 15:39:06 GMT, "Bob Crantz"
wrote:


"Commodore Joe Redcloud" wrote in message
.. .
On Mon, 05 Dec 2005 03:04:56 GMT, "Bob Crantz"
wrote:


"Commodore Joe Redcloud" wrote in message
.. .
On Mon, 05 Dec 2005 02:36:37 GMT, "Bob Crantz"

wrote:

No, I lived on the outskirts of Cabrini Green and on the South Side
of
Chicago for 5 years. I have a 21 stitch wound on my right leg from
a
beer
bottle, a scar from a stab wound on my back, an improperly healed
hyoid
bone
(from being punched in the throat) , two floating knuckles, two
slightly
protruding ribs, 8 stitch scar under one eye, a dozen chipped or
broken
teeth and walk with a slight limp. I've been shot at 4 times (not
counting
military service) and had to run for my life numerous times.

So tell me about your playground scuffles anemia boy.

Amen!


Your mother really didn't like you much. You should have cleaned
your
room
the
first time she asked. Meanwhile, if someone other than yourself did
the
stiches
they don't really count for ****.

I grew up in an orphanage chowder brain.



I can easily believe that your parents were a couple of drug-addled
assholes and
the state had to raise you. You've been a welfare beggar all your life.
Not
surprising, given some of what you have posted.


Actually my parents were both killed in Korea, one in 1951 and the other
in
1952. I go visit their graves at Pinelawn National Cemetery. It was the
bullet of a North Korean that killed my father and an artillery shell
that
got my mother.



Not likely! Face it Crantz, you are a cartoon character.

And you, sir, are a blow up doll.



Commodore Joe Redcloud©

And you, sir, are a blow up doll.

You have to understand ......... the indian (redcloud) is trying to out
do the Boobster who has always been trying to out do Neil. 3 nitwit,
sockpuppet, asshats who know nothing about boats, cars, airplanes, home
theaters or women. They should all be over on one of the Game Boy
newsgroups.

"Commodore Joe Redcloud©" wrote in message
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On Mon, 05 Dec 2005 19:23:24 GMT, "Bob Crantz"
wrote:


"Commodore Joe Redcloud©" wrote in message
.. .
On Mon, 05 Dec 2005 15:39:06 GMT, "Bob Crantz"
wrote:


"Commodore Joe Redcloud" wrote in message
.. .
On Mon, 05 Dec 2005 03:04:56 GMT, "Bob Crantz"

wrote:


"Commodore Joe Redcloud" wrote in message
.. .
On Mon, 05 Dec 2005 02:36:37 GMT, "Bob Crantz"

wrote:

No, I lived on the outskirts of Cabrini Green and on the South
Side
of
Chicago for 5 years. I have a 21 stitch wound on my right leg
from
a
beer
bottle, a scar from a stab wound on my back, an improperly
healed
hyoid
bone
(from being punched in the throat) , two floating knuckles, two
slightly
protruding ribs, 8 stitch scar under one eye, a dozen chipped or
broken
teeth and walk with a slight limp. I've been shot at 4 times
(not
counting
military service) and had to run for my life numerous times.

So tell me about your playground scuffles anemia boy.

Amen!


Your mother really didn't like you much. You should have cleaned
your
room
the
first time she asked. Meanwhile, if someone other than yourself
did
the
stiches
they don't really count for ****.

I grew up in an orphanage chowder brain.



I can easily believe that your parents were a couple of drug-addled
assholes and
the state had to raise you. You've been a welfare beggar all your
life.
Not
surprising, given some of what you have posted.


Actually my parents were both killed in Korea, one in 1951 and the
other
in
1952. I go visit their graves at Pinelawn National Cemetery. It was
the
bullet of a North Korean that killed my father and an artillery shell
that
got my mother.



Not likely! Face it Crantz, you are a cartoon character.

And you, sir, are a blow up doll.


Why was your mother doing squat-thrusts on an artillery shell?


Not quite, the sad thing is that it was a dud and hit her in the head
without ever exploding. A few inches either way, she would have been
untouched.

Blessed!


Commodore Joe Redcloud©