Little Diane wanna play?
Bill Wisner
> As a matter of fact, I'd happily compare my
>intelligence quotiont (either Stanford-Binets or Welscher Scales),
>or any other criteria she may demand, without too much trepidation.
Are you, perchance, related to Tim Maroney?
>I guess since I watch a *gasp* soap opera, I am intellectually
>inferior to someone who excessively posts to a group designed to
>do nothing but "read each other," out.
In fact, since you mention it, yes.
w.
Richard Sexton
>Isn't it absolutely amazing that Diane HAS to respond to email
>by POSTING??? Now I speculate she does this for two reasons, one
Hey, nice ZIPPY impression.
>As a matter of fact, I'd happily compare my
>intelligence quotiont (either Stanford-Binets or Welscher Scales),
>or any other criteria she may demand, without too much trepidation.
Uh oh.
No sorry, first you compare GPA's THEN IQ's, and finally dic... uh
clit sizes.
May the biggest cunt win. My money's on you, Beth.
John Locke
> Diane cannot stop herself.
Someone better warn the people.
Steve and Beth
by POSTING??? Now I speculate she does this for two reasons, one
references; and she just HAS to HAVE an audience. Diane, do you
have to have an audience for everything?? Do you pee with the door
open?
First off, I never said Diane was ugly, I repeated that someone
described the personality behind the posts as UNATTRACTIVE, which has a
variety of meanings, which can have nothing to do with physical
appearance. She was also described as lonely and desperate, from
her posts. She inferred the rest.
Diane goes on to say I am DUMB because I emailed her opr, well
first I did to let her know I was serious about ending inane
flames on rec.arts.tv.soaps, and secondly, I am a music performance
major, and I'll wager I know more about computers than Diane knows
about classical music. As a matter of fact, I'd happily compare my
intelligence quotiont (either Stanford-Binets or Welscher Scales),
or any other criteria she may demand, without too much trepidation.
And even dumb little me can figure out how to edit a newsgroups
line. Diane gets paid for her computer ability, and cannot seem to
handle that.
I guess since I watch a *gasp* soap opera, I am intellectually
inferior to someone who excessively posts to a group designed to
do nothing but "read each other," out.
I guess if I had a full time job at Diane's company I would have
as much unfufilled time to post alarming amounts of articles
flaming away her fellow netters?
I do not know what Diane Holt's problems are, nor do I care, what
I do care about it that is was politely requested that subject be
moved, than more insistently. Diane cannot stop herself. And
people who do not deserve, nor want her flames, have to cope with
them, and other people's as well.
I realize Diane probably thinks I am trying to paly her little
flame-game with her. No, Dianey, I don't want to plaaaay aaaah!!
Getting tired of little ole Trish, Ed, Ted, and the rest of
your little gang? Oh fudge, Bethie doesn't want to play. Shucks,
darnit!!
Inevitably, because of Diane's cravings for any kind of attention, she
will have to have the last word. Since I don't read alt.flame, I
am sure little Dianey will have to post it to rec.arts.tv.soaps. Too
bad Diane doesn't know how to email, or the name of a good psycho
therapist. Too bad Diane is just so predicatable, boring and trite.
Maybe if I say it on the plasmic level she operates on?
Bottom line Diane, post it in alt.flame, or email it, or cut it
the "fudge I wanna her to plaaay!" out.
Bye bye!!!
Beth
John Woods
> Isn't it absolutely amazing that Diane HAS to respond to email
> by POSTING??? Now I speculate she does this for two reasons, one
> she can add or subtract, incorrectly paraphrase, and make obscure
> references; and she just HAS to HAVE an audience. Diane, do you
> have to have an audience for everything?? Do you pee with the door
> open?
Isn't it absolutely amazing that (Steve+Beth) just has to rant incoherently
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each time Diane (praised be her login!) posts? Are you always this incoherent?
Do you pee down your leg?
> First off, I never said Diane was ugly, I repeated that someone
> described the personality behind the posts as UNATTRACTIVE, which has a
> variety of meanings, which can have nothing to do with physical
> appearance. She was also described as lonely and desperate, from
> her posts. She inferred the rest.
Well, maybe you ought to burn some of them black candles with white cores
for her. Try sticking them in your ears while you're at it.
> Diane goes on to say I am DUMB because I emailed her opr,
The act of sending email is not what drew her criticism. Where in HEAVEN's
name did you get the name "opr" from? You probably should have asked *your*
"opr" what a reasonable destination address would have been.
> well
> first I did to let her know I was serious about ending inane
> flames on rec.arts.tv.soaps, and secondly, I am a music performance
> major, and I'll wager I know more about computers than Diane knows
> about classical music.
It is obvious that your major isn't English. If Diane knows nothing about
classical music then she is STILL ahead of your knowledge of computers.
Blow it out your coda.
> As a matter of fact, I'd happily compare my
> intelligence quotiont (either Stanford-Binets or Welscher Scales),
> or any other criteria she may demand, without too much trepidation.
The intelligence criterion which is popular on the net is the intelligence
expressed in one's postings; it is just as subjective as the design of
the popular multiple-guess "intelligence" tests, but at least isn't surrounded
by pseudo-scientific obscurantism. So far, you rate a little bit above
slime mold. But it's catching up.
> I guess since I watch a *gasp* soap opera, I am intellectually
> inferior to someone who excessively posts to a group designed to
> do nothing but "read each other," out.
Bingo.
> I do not know what Diane Holt's problems are, nor do I care,
THEN SHUT UP!
>
> I realize Diane probably thinks I am trying to paly her little
> flame-game with her. No, Dianey, I don't want to plaaaay aaaah!!
THEN STOP PLAYING!
> Inevitably, because of Diane's cravings for any kind of attention, she
> will have to have the last word.
Then you will have to have the last word, then SHE will have to have the
last word, then *YOU* will have to have the last word, then -->SHE<-- will
have to have the last word..... Diane is perfectly aware of what she is
doing. You, evidently, are TOTALLY OBLIVIOUS(R).
> Bye bye!!!
>
> Beth
Anyone want to start a betting pool on how long it takes (Steve+Beth)
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to take back this blissful promise of silence and counterflame again?
Anyone have a good sub-nanosecond timer so we can get decent resolution
on the measurement?
--
John Woods, Charles River Data Systems, Framingham MA, (508) 626-1101
...!decvax!frog!john, jo...@frog.UUCP, ...!mit-eddie!jfw, j...@eddie.mit.edu
Happiness is Planet Earth in your rear-view mirror. - Sam Hurt
Diane Holt
>Isn't it absolutely amazing that Diane HAS to respond to email by POSTING???
Not amazing at all -- I'm very bad about getting back to random people in
e-mail (just ask Hillel), and I never bother writing back to people who are as
dumb as an ice-cube -- except to tell them to Piss Off, of course -- and that
only after they've sent me (how many is it now, sweets? -- at least six,
maybe seven or eight -- letters themselves. Stevie goes out a lot without
you, does he? Leaves you with all that time on your hands?...).
>Now I speculate she does this for two reasons,
No -- actually I do it for 37 reasons.
>[...] one she can add or subtract, [...]
I can multiply and divide, too. Hell -- I can even do percentages (though I
prefer not to).
>[...] and she just HAS to HAVE an audience. Diane, do you
>have to have an audience for everything??
No. I never let anyone see me defrost my refrigerator.
Call it a minor compulsion.
>Do you pee with the door open?
I've been known to. Why? Did you want to come by sometime and watch?
>First off, I never said Diane was ugly, [...]
Did too -- did too. You also said I was fat, lazy, and unkempt. You also
said I got an Unsatisfactory on my Citizenship in second-grade and that
I once stole a candy bar from the grocery store.
I can only say: it's all true -- every word of it and more.
>[...] I repeated that someone described the personality behind the posts as
>UNATTRACTIVE, [...]
"Someone", Beth-y? Does Stevie like this anonymity you assign him? Doesn't
his shriveled little ego just get that much smaller every time you do this?
>[...] which has a variety of meanings, which can have nothing to do with
>physical appearance.
Not to those of us who only think in terms of the superficial. (Did I
mention I was also vain? Oh -- well, don't worry, I'm that, too ...
through and through.)
>She was also described as lonely and desperate, from her posts. She inferred
>the rest.
"Lonely and desperate", which I reworded as "nobody likes me, and I never
get laid -- ever". Yes, yes -- I can see how that's all just "inferrence".
What you *really* meant was that, uh, lots of people like me but, uh, I'm
lonely just the same, and I'm desperate for, hmm, *some*thing, but what
that something might be, well, you're not quite sure just what it is,
but you know it *must* be something ... you're, you're almost *sure* of that.
>Diane goes on to say I am DUMB because I emailed her opr, [...]
It _is_ difficult to argue that, isn't it sweetie?
Well, let's see how well you do, shall we?...
>[...] first I did to let her know I was serious about ending inane
>flames on rec.arts.tv.soaps,
<bzzzzzzzrrp> If you'd been serious about this, you'd have sent it to an
alias that actually *existed*.
Next...
>[...] and secondly, I am a music performance major, [...]
Mm-hmm ... I, I see. Yes, well, I don't believe that one's going to
do much for your counter.
Better move on, yes?...
>[...] and I'll wager I know more about computers than Diane knows
>about classical music.
What? -- your Eggmont can -walk- all over my Golliwogg cake?
(Get it? -- "walk"... <hyuck,hyuck>)
Maybe you think your cello can beat up my violin?
(Okay, so you've got us on size, but we've got you on manueverability.)
>As a matter of fact, I'd happily compare my intelligence quotiont [...]
Or maybe you're suggesting your mousse can beat up my jeans?
(I'd be a bit cautious on that one -- some of those jeans haven't been
washed in so long, they can stand in the corner on their own. Then again,
that's probably true of your hair as well, so...)
(BTW: What's a "quotiont"? Just curious.)
>[...] (either Stanford-Binets [...]
Isn't a "binet" one of those weird European feminine-hygiene things?
>[...] or Welscher Scales),
"Welscher" -- I thought that was a grape-juice or something...
>[...] or any other criteria she may demand, without too much trepidation.
Oh, I have no trepidation at all about demanding criteria. How about we
start simple and go for grammar and spelling at fifty paces. If that's
a draw, we can escalate to logic and reason -- but let's try that one
from a bit further away ... like, say, you're on Betelgeuse, and I'll
be on Aldebaran. You start out for Betelgeuse first, and I'll catch up --
as soon as I get caught up on my laundry ... promise ... trust me.
>And even dumb little me can figure out how to edit a newsgroups line.
You *can*?? Then how come you kept posting all that shit to:
alt.flame,soc.singles,soc.women,rec.arts.tv.soaps? I asked you
that in ALL CAPS before, but you didn't seem to have an answer.
Maybe the BIG LETTERS sort of frightened you, and you got all scared,
and started to pee without closing the door first, and everybody
pointed and laughed at you, and you had to eat three whole boxes
of Hostess Ding-Dongs just to feel better, and then you had to
figure out whether Stever was *really* being honest with you about
that "cold-sore" thing, and, oh, your life's just been this big
ol' hairy *mess*...
>Diane gets paid for her computer ability, [...]
I *do*?? That's news to me. Frankly, I've always thought I was getting
paid to be a bullshit artist. Damn -- now I'm going to have to change
what I put in the Occupation line on those dumb tax forms, and it'll
probably screw up what I can and can't deduct, and, oh, shit, what a
mess *this* is going to be. Thanks a _lot_, Beth-y.
>[...] and cannot seem to handle that.
You seem to think I wanted to. Why? You post something to all those
newsgroups; I hit the "F"ollow-up key; *prest-o* -- it goes _right_back_
to _where_it_fucking_*came*_from_. <ta-da> (You know -- like this one's
going to alt.flame 'cause that's where the original got posted to. Well,
you work on it...)
>I guess since I watch a *gasp* soap opera, I am intellectually
>inferior to someone who excessively posts to a group designed to
>do nothing but "read each other," out.
1. Yes, you are, in fact, quite intellectually inferior.
2. Define "excessive" -- would it be anything like, say, at least
half-a-dozen articles all on the same topic in the span of 3,
maybe 4, days? I know of someone from IU (posting under the
user ID: guthrie) who's done just that.
3. Adding two negatives gives you a negative.
4. Why did you say, "'read each other,' out"? Do you talk on CBs a lot?
>I guess if I had a full time job at Diane's company I would have
>as much unfufilled time to post alarming amounts of articles
>flaming away her fellow netters?
1. I would never hire you at my company.
2. Having lots of spare time is one of the goals of my company.
3. You're not quick enough or bright enough to know how to get things
done efficiently enough to acquire the spare-time my company offers
those who are, which is one of the reasons I would never hire you
in the first place. That, and the fact that when you turn your
head from side-to-side, your hair stays perfectly in the middle.
4. You're too fucking stoopid (and hypocritical) to even admit to
your own "flaming away" -- which is why I wouldn't even hire you
as a fucking *secretary* at my company. <hyuck,hyuck>
>I do not know what Diane Holt's problems are, nor do I care, [...]
But you *should* care, Beth-y babe -- you see, at the moment, I've
got this "problem" of having some simpering little idiot sending me
a bunch of ignorant tripe in e-mail. Not that it's much of a bother,
but it's smelling up the house. Maybe you could at least put one
of those cutesy little mushroom-shaped room deodorizers on them before
you send them out?
>Diane cannot stop herself.
Diane doesn't want to.
Some people do. Like you, Beth-y -- you want to stop yourself. Or
maybe you never really had a choice. Maybe you were just born at
the limited level you exist at. Who knows? And, really, who cares?
Your impact is minimal, your influence even less, and your significance
nonexistent. Like a kidney-stone, you, too, shall pass.
>[P]eople who do not deserve, nor want her flames, have to cope with
>them, and other people's as well.
You posted; I followed up. You don't want to read something? -- don't.
These are slightly more complex concepts than figuring out that you should
try to move a door that says PUSH on it away from you rather than towards you,
but, you work on them ... when you're not working on the door thing, that is.
>I realize Diane probably thinks I am trying to paly her little
>flame-game with her. No, Dianey, I don't want to plaaaay aaaah!!
Then why did you post a flame to alt.flame, Beth-y?
(Ow! -- was that the sound of your brain? What a godawful noise. Never mind.
I shouldn't have presented you with a question like that. Sorry.)
>Getting tired of little ole Trish, Ed, Ted, and the rest of
>your little gang? Oh fudge, Bethie doesn't want to play. Shucks,
>darnit!!
Who the fuck is "Ted"?
>Inevitably, because of Diane's cravings for any kind of attention, she
>will have to have the last word. Since I don't read alt.flame, I
>am sure little Dianey will have to post it to rec.arts.tv.soaps.
My dear -- I have *never* posted anything to rec.arts.tv.soaps. I've
simply followed-up articles that came from there, cross-posted to
newsgroups I happen to read. (Which you and your incredibly unintelligent
cohorts over in rec.don't.dare.call.it.arts.tv.soaps have been invading
with your mindless drooooooool.)
>Too bad Diane doesn't know how to email, [...]
Listen, airhead, you're *lucky* you got that one response from me.
Too bad you're so stoopid you couldn't even understand what Piss Off means.
>[...] or the name of a good psycho therapist.
I don't think you need a psycho therapist -- you're psycho enough as it is.
>Too bad Diane is just so predicatable, boring and trite.
It is a damn shame, isn't it?
>Maybe if I say it on the plasmic level she operates on?
Here -- I'll save you the trouble: It.
Okay -- now what happens?
>Bottom line Diane, post it in alt.flame, or email it, or cut it
>the "fudge I wanna her to plaaay!" out.
Can someone parse this for me? It's late, and I've got a big day ahead
of me tomorrow, and my brain's already saying, "STOP!" from having waded
through this unintelligible garbage as it is...
>Bye bye!!!
LATTO,
Diane Holt
(dia...@binky.UUCP)
"What did I miss? -- What did I miss? Did Hillary Vanguard come out of
the coma yet?"
Keeper of the Flame
! ...when you turn your head from side-to-side, your hair stays perfectly
! in the middle...
! ...You're too fucking stoopid (and hypocritical) to even admit to
! your own "flaming away" -- which is why I wouldn't even hire you
! as a fucking *secretary* at my company...
Few things in life as pitiful as a girl fight. Anyone got a bucket of
cold water handy?
Patricia O Tuama
>Few things in life as pitiful as a girl fight.
What exactly is it that bothers you so much about the idea of
two net.women feuding with each other, John? And don't try to
deny that you're upset, dear, you wouldn't have posted this
sexist garbage if you weren't.
Dave Hill
>
> Few things in life as pitiful as a girl fight.
Why do the words 'sexist asshole' come to mind?
Oh yeah, that's ONE of them, right?
Dave
Hank Bovis
>Few things in life as pitiful as a girl fight. Anyone got a bucket of
>cold water handy?
Check over your office door in the morning....
Btw, "Keeper" (NEAT HANDLE, HUH, BIFF?), are you a boy or a woman?
hb
John Woods
squees:
> Diane Holt writes in response to Beth:
> ! your own "flaming away" -- which is why I wouldn't even hire you
> ! as a fucking *secretary* at my company...
> Few things in life as pitiful as a girl fight.
How true this is.
One of those few things as pitiful?
jx...@cs.nps.navy.mil (Keeper of the Flame)
Clip this and save it for reference, folks.
> Anyone got a bucket of cold water handy?
Why, have you soiled your terminal again? Quit reading articles by women.
Jamie Andrews
|O Tuama" stand for, "Offensive to all things, living and dead, particularly
|the dead, who envy your easy way with maggots and how you taught them to
|dance real slow and close using the Arthur Murray method, and then mingled
|with their slimey enzymes atop a mountain of smoldering bulldozer tires whose
|perfume delighted you to the point of ecstasy and vultures pecked at your
|erogonous zones so as not to feel left out?" Am I wrong?
Yes.
Glad to be of help.
--J.
Copyright (c) 1990 by Jamie Andrews;
for redistribution only on unmoderated USENET newsgroups.
Patricia O Tuama
>net.woman. (Note deliberately sexist use of "inhu[man]ity.") But really, to
Does it bother you when net.men do the same thing?
>I won't try to deny that I'm upset, because I know you would like me to be
>upset
Which one are you again?
Keeper of the Flame
>> Few things in life as pitiful as a girl fight.
> What exactly is it that bothers you so much about the idea of
> two net.women feuding with each other, John?
How shall I describe my angst? Let me count the ways. <-- Famous poetry.
Actually, what bothers me most is the dust I get on my t-shirt when I writhe
about the floor contemplating the tragic net.inhumanity of net.woman to
net.woman. (Note deliberately sexist use of "inhu[man]ity.") But really, to
be exact--it's important to be exact--I think of myself, immodestly perhaps,
as the Ralph Nadar of the world-wide luv shortage. I gave up a promising
career as a tanned, frat-boy, gigolo, friend of women rich and richer, in
order to work for slave wages and net access and uphold the high standards
of this here newsgroup.
> And don't try to
> deny that you're upset, dear, you wouldn't have posted this
> sexist garbage if you weren't.
I won't try to deny that I'm upset, because I know you would like me to be
upset, and I'd like you to have exactly what you want. By the same token, I
will deny that I've been laughing so much lately I had to take two aspirins
this morning to get rid of the headache. It simply never happened.
Keeper of the Flame
>> Anyone got a bucket of cold water handy?
> Why, have you soiled your terminal again?
That's not what the bucket of cold water was for but, actually, you are
right all the same. Picture this: another one of your dull-boy postings
scrolls across my beautiful inverse video screen. Something about your
choice of words and the mundane way you assemble them gives me a brief
moment of intense despair. It occurs to me that as long as you are alive
there will always be a market for Wonder Bread. Yes, I soiled my terminal.
It's senseless, I know.
Keeper of the Flame
>In article <7...@cs.nps.navy.mil> jx...@cs.nps.navy.mil (Keeper of the Flame) writes:
>>Few things in life as pitiful as a girl fight. Anyone got a bucket of
>>cold water handy?
> Btw, "Keeper" (NEAT HANDLE, HUH, BIFF?), are you a boy or a woman?
We don't name people "Hank" in California. We are easily offended and the
name "Hank" suggests hillbilly miscegenation. Ask your smarter brother,
BIFF, to explain that to you.
But to answer your question, no.
Dave Hill
Soul-mate of bozo #1 (without dickcheese) and bozo #2 (with) writes:
> I gave up a promising
> career as a tanned, frat-boy, gigolo, friend of women rich and richer, in
> order to work for slave wages and net access and uphold the high standards
> of this here newsgroup.
And then *HONK*, you woke *hOnk* *HOnK* up ...
and the sheets *HonK* were wet.
*HONK* *HONK* *Honk*
*HONK*
neener neener neener
*Honk* *HONK* *HONK* *HONK*
*HONK*
*HONK* I'm a MACHO STUD you sleezy bitch *Honk*
*HONK* *HoNK* *HONK*
*HONK* and you KNOW *HONK* you want ME *Honk*
*Honk* *HOnk*
Dave
Keeper of the Flame
>In article <7...@cs.nps.navy.mil> jx...@cs.nps.navy.mil (Keeper of the Flame) writes:
>> about the floor contemplating the tragic net.inhumanity of net.woman to
>> net.woman. (Note deliberately sexist use of "inhu[man]ity.") But really, to
> Does it bother you when net.men do the same thing?
No, I've been really unbothered lately, about everything. In fact, I haven't
been bothered since the last time a Republican won something. Does that bother
you? It was two weeks ago, as a matter of fact. I heard about a suspected Nazi
who won the state lottery. That bothered me. Does it bother you?
Jeff Vogel
Well, I'm as loving and caring as the next guy...
In article <18...@castle.ed.ac.uk> j...@lfcs.ed.ac.uk (Jamie Andrews) writes:
>In article <7...@cs.nps.navy.mil> jx...@cs.nps.navy.mil (Keeper of the Flame) writes:
[Long sarcastic question deleted.]
>Yes.
>
>Glad to be of help.
>Copyright (c) 1990 by Jamie Andrews;
>for redistribution only on unmoderated USENET newsgroups.
Wow! That was pretty neat. Thanks Jamie, I think you capped that Keeper guy
pretty well. Don't worry about the copyright though. The next time I say
your line, I'll be sure to add "And as my old pal Jamie Andrews from good
old lfcs.ed.ac.uk said the other day..."
Gee. There's nothing like kindness to a fellow newsreader to make me feel
all warm and sticky inside.
--
| Jeff Vogel, Harvey Mudd College, CA: jvo...@jarthur.claremont.edu |
Keeper of the Flame
> Why do the words 'sexist asshole' come to mind?
Two main reasons:
1) You are an abysmally ignorant human being (please appreciate that I'm
giving you the benefit of the doubt) who is incapable of original
thought.
2) The epithet has been applied to you so many times that it's the only
thing that occurs to you when you're twitching spasmodically in one of
your righteous indignation seizures.
I will add, as a bonus editorial comment (at no extra charge), that you are
a goddam fool to put your remarks in the form of a question. You should get
together with that chump who sat in front of a railroad train and got his
legs cut off. You two would have volumes to speak to each other. Actually,
he would have volumes. I would suggest that you shut up for an hour or two
and do all the listening.
Hill, indeed. I've seen mightier formations in a sand-box.
Thomas A. Dowe
Right! Nice progress, Dave. Tomorrow we work on your drool.
Dave Hill
> In article <55...@ccicpg.UUCP> da...@ccicpg.UUCP ( Dave Hill) writes:
>
> > Why do the words 'sexist asshole' come to mind?
>
> Two main reasons:
Nope. Sorry.
Of course you wouldn't understand the reasons if I spent the
rest of my net.life trying to explain them to you.
But I do get a kick out of dweebs who hide thier pimply faces
behind cutsie handles. Especially gradious ones like
'Keeper of the Flame'. You must read some of those
'high quality' comic books. Zap! @Pow@ Betcha those
guys know how to handle unruly bitches!! >crunch< &smack&!!
Next it'll be 'monthly' jokes... or even better, 'name flames'.
> Hill, indeed. I've seen mightier formations in a sand-box.
Yeup.
Dave
Keeper of the Flame
> And then *HONK*, you woke *hOnk* *HOnK* up ...
> and the sheets *HonK* were wet.
Ah, the envy of the dry; the sweet, sad longing of the unloved. Well, Dave,
even though your aspiration to rise high enough to be beneath contempt is
unworthy of respect, still I recognize your essential aliveness and, in the
spirit of charity, I would like to make the floor beneath my bed available
to you for one and one night only. You may hold your open mouth in the
direction of heaven and partake of anything which happens to seep through
the mattress and boxspring. But remember, I do not want to be jarred from
my reverie by gurgling sounds and the rest of the idiot gibber we've come
to expect from you. Say no more. Your contentment will be my reward.
Diane Holt
>Few things in life as pitiful as a girl fight.
Listen, just because the words in the Subject: line don't elicit a shiver of
anticipation and excitement in you, doesn't mean they don't do that for
other people.
Afterall, boy-fights are so dull ... "Dickhead" -- "Oh yeah? Well, Butthead."
-- "Oh yeah? Well, Fuckface." -- "Oh yeah? Well, Pussy." <yawn>
Besides, with a girl-fight, not only do you get all that hair-pulling,
there's also always the chance that one of them (or both, if you're really
lucky) will rip the other's blouse open.
Diane Holt
(dia...@binky.UUCP)
"the boys i mean are not refined
they go with girls who buck and bite..."
BIFF
HELLO MY NAME IS BIFF. SO SORRY TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR BED-WETTING
PROBLEM. IT'S PROBABLY BECAUSE THOSE BITCHES BEAT UP ON YOU SO
MUCH HUH? I STILL THINK YOU'RE HANDLE IS NEAT THOUGH, EVEN IF
(OB FLAME) YOUR A WIENER (OB FLAME).
YOUR FLAME FRIEND,
BIFF
BI...@BIT.NET
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John Locke
> Of course you wouldn't understand the reasons if I spent the
> rest of my net.life trying to explain them to you.
That's because you are rarely lucid. It's because your random babbles seldom
refer to anything in particular.
> But I do get a kick out of dweebs who hide thier pimply faces
> behind cutsie handles.
Drat you! Get off of my face, you pus-sucking vampire. Normal people drink
milk shakes.
> Especially gradious ones like 'Keeper of the Flame'.
See above header for astounding revelation. You're so easy to amuse. Damn it!
Get your teeth off of my butt. Kid, I see a glowing future for you in toxic
waste tasting.
Hank Bovis
>In article <22...@uvaarpa.virginia.edu> h...@Virginia.EDU (Hank Bovis) writes:
>>In article <7...@cs.nps.navy.mil> jx...@cs.nps.navy.mil (Keeper of the Flame) writes:
>>>Few things in life as pitiful as a girl fight.
>
>
>But to answer your question, no.
WELL, HES NOT REALY MY BROTHER YA KNOW. BUT OK, I TALKED TO HIM AN
WERE BOTH REAL CONFUSED. WERE RUNNING OUT OF POSSIBILITIES.
ARE YOU JUST ANOTHER GIRL AN YOUR TRYING TO TELL US WHY YOUR PITIFUL?
HEY, I BET THATS HOWSCOME YOU GET TO KEEP THE FLAME, HUH, KEEPER?
CUZ YA CANT DO ANYTHING WITH IT. HAHA. THATS FUNNY KEEPER.
WELL, BYE NOW.
HANK HA...@VIRGINIA.BIFFNET
Keeper of the Flame
> ARE YOU JUST ANOTHER GIRL AN YOUR TRYING TO TELL US WHY YOUR PITIFUL?
This is the second time you've asked about my sex, Hank, and, frankly,
judging from your feeble instincts, I'm grateful for not being in the
same room with you. And my furniture is grateful. But, Hank, maybe you're not
aware of how transparent you are. It's perfectly obvious that you are afraid
of being word-whipped by a member of the opposite sex. Hence, your retreat
beneath the tenuous shelter of capital letters. But you know what's really
awful, Hank? When you spoof the point of view of a complete idiot, you are
actually more credible than when you on the level. Yes! It's true. You have
found your calling in life. You are an unqualified success as an idiot. It's
the role you were born to play. You're a Barrymore of the asylum. Now stand
up straight and wipe the spit off your chin.
Dave Hill
>
> See above header for astounding revelation. You're so easy to amuse. Damn it!
Shit. A weasel with some guts. You sure know how to fuck up a
flame fest.
Hmmmm, just where were we John? Oh yes.
This whole mess started with your much lamentable 'cat fight' call, viz:
In article <7...@cs.nps.navy.mil> jx...@cs.nps.navy.mil (Keeper of the Flame) writes:
>Few things in life as pitiful as a girl fight.
Cheap shot, dear. Could have been cheaper ... you did say 'girl'
and not 'cat'. But that's not the point. It was a stupid stoopid
thing to write. Just ask Mom or Dad or one of the big kids down
at the playground.
Dave
Keeper of the Flame
% ...with a girl-fight, not only do you get all that hair-pulling,
% there's also always the chance that one of them (or both, if you're really
% lucky) will rip the other's blouse open.
I withdraw my complaint.
John Woods
> In article <22...@uvaarpa.virginia.edu> HA...@VIRGINIA.BIFFNET (HANK) writes:
> > ARE YOU JUST ANOTHER GIRL AN YOUR TRYING TO TELL US WHY YOUR PITIFUL?
>
> This is the second time you've asked about my sex, Hank,
No, he inquired about your gender. It is pathetically obvious that your
sex is nonexistant.
Alex Katz
>Besides, with a girl-fight, not only do you get all that hair-pulling,
>there's also always the chance that one of them (or both, if you're really
>lucky) will rip the other's blouse open.
That's exactly what we're afraid of...
--
Alex Katz ak...@mizar.usc.edu
kmd...@mvsa.usc.edu
The Other Dan Mocsny
It shrunk that much, huh?
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Barry Schwartz Director, Society for Anachronistic Poetry
b...@cdspr.rutgers.edu bsch...@elbereth.rutgers.edu
b...@hankel.rutgers.edu rutgers!cdspr!bbs
Allen Gwinn
I am now taking bets with incredible odds that this idiot has never
*seen* bare tits before...
...except for the one on the top of his head.
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Allen Gwinn sulaco!allen DISCLAIMER: So SUE me... see if I care.
"Of *course* I can tell a flame from a non-flame. I'm well practiced at
generating, and detecting, both." - T. Willy Wells (bi...@twwells.com)
Asmodeus
>I withdraw my complaint.
... <YAWN> ... how speshul. Now, child, when is your
mommy going to pick you up and take you back to your crib?
--
"That's right. And when we're done flaming, we stuff broccoli in
our ears and go post in talk.bizarre ... of course we wipe the
cheesy stuff off of the broccoli before hand."
-- Allen Gwinn
Keeper of the Flame
> No, he inquired about your gender.
Now he needs you to help him pee. Trot along.
> It is pathetically obvious that your sex is nonexistant.
You smell...oops, I mean, spell like a hillbilly but that doesn't mean
you're stupid. What you said means that. But it is true that the reverend
discourages us from having sex on the job, unlike your end where it's the
only way to earn net access.
Keeper of the Flame
>In article <25...@gryphon.COM> dia...@binky.UUCP (Diane Holt) writes:
>>Besides, with a girl-fight, not only do you get all that hair-pulling,
>>there's also always the chance that one of them (or both, if you're really
>>lucky) will rip the other's blouse open.
>That's exactly what we're afraid of...
Yeah, you'd like to see a little more zipper work from the guys.
Keeper of the Flame
$ Hmmmm, just where were we John? Oh yes.
$ This whole mess started with your much lamentable 'cat fight' call, viz:
$ In article <7...@cs.nps.navy.mil> jx...@cs.nps.navy.mil (Keeper of the Flame) writes:
$> Few things in life as pitiful as a girl fight.
OH MY GOD, IT'S AN INFINITE LOOP!!!
Keeper of the Flame
> I am now taking bets with incredible odds that this idiot has never
> *seen* bare tits before...
Hot dam! I'm wiring you my life savings.
But seriously, Allen, just because your Betty Grable hand puppet told you to
post to alt.flame doesn't mean that everyone is in the same state of nervous
sweaty tension as you.
Keeper of the Flame
> ... <YAWN> ... how speshul. Now, child, when is your
> mommy going to pick you up and take you back to your crib?
Asmo, please refrain from including the children of Amerika in your sexual
fantasies.
Dirty diapers...ah ah, caught ya smilin', fella.
Keeper of the Flame
>] I withdraw my complaint.
> It shrunk that much, huh?
Barry, you've got some FUCKING nerve. But I take my hat off to you. You are
the unqualified expert on wet wicks.
Hank Bovis
#> In article <22...@uvaarpa.virginia.edu> HA...@VIRGINIA.BIFFNET (HANK) writes:
#> > ARE YOU JUST ANOTHER GIRL AN YOUR TRYING TO TELL US WHY YOUR PITIFUL?
#> This is the second time you've asked about my sex, Hank,
#No, he inquired about your gender. It is pathetically obvious that your
#sex is nonexistant.
True. And I was also inquiring about his age, which is also
pathetically obvious at this point.
hb
Vlad the Impaler
> True. And I was also inquiring about his age, which is also
> pathetically obvious at this point.
Fool of a Bovis. This is a weak flame, a (might I say?) pathetically weak
flame. You are like a crippled court jester, madly hobbling around in
circles, repeatedly sputtering the same tired joke in a vain attempt to
delay your execution, while the king grows ever more bored with your
foolishness and the executioner grins.