Rock and roll ain't my bag
WeReo_BoY
lot of chatter from a lot of imbeciles right here on this very newsgroup
about rock and roll. I really wish you ppl would grow up.
DT Lemons
Exactly what I expected. Your so called and self-proclaimed worlds
biggest write-up is just another one of your fantasies. Once again
you're trying to make yourself feel that you are something that you're
not....important and valid. How can such a media masterpiece be
proclaimed as such when nobody can read it, see it, know where to find
it, and in fact, even prove that it even exists? I know...your word is
the proof. Same old stick my head in the sand, deny and lie response.
Well, I guess my quoting you at every possible point has really been a
thorn in your side. What a ridicules statement to have been made by you,
the king of all failures. A statement that you made and can't live up to
it yourself. You know Scott, I never expected to get an answer from you.
Nobody ever expects an answer from you, at least not one that makes or
contains the most minimal aspect of common sense, let alone the truth.
You have never ever proven one of your claims, not one...ever. Sometimes
I wonder what it's like living such a lonely life as yours where you
have to make up fantasy's and lies each morning just to get through the
day. I wonder what it's like reading internet postings where people call
you perverted, pig, pedophile, and even more grotesque things which I
thought were only allocated to the lowest of the low-life's of the
world. I wonder what it's like to get up in the morning looking forward
to dwelling on child molesters, murder, pedophiles, Nazis, and even
people dressed in tin foil. I wonder what it's like to sit there in that
tenement building at 3 in the morning hunched over a radio anticipating
you're golden opportunity to howl like a mangy dog over the airwaves,
although reaching only about a few dozen like followers of UFO's,
extraterrestrial and Star Trek. I wonder what it's like to crawl out of
your dingy apartment into the light of day always keeping a close eye on
the neighborhood denizens that might be ready to smack you around once
you're spotted trekking through that filthy area of low-life's. I wonder
about the pain you must feel being a nobody with such a desire to
overcome that obstacle but not knowing how to accomplish it. I wonder
what it's like to have to live ones life day after day as a total lie. I
wonder what it's like to look back at a tormented life of nothing but
failures, disappointments, and depravity. Yeah, I wonder about you, as
I'm sure most of us do. But it's not an obsession with us, it's just our
way of killing a minute or two once and awhile when we have nothing more
important to do. Actually, I have spent enough time playing Ralph
Edwards with you and I have more important thing to do. It's a beautiful
sunny day here, almost 80 degrees, and I think I'll go down to the beach
and have some lunch. Scott, you're truly a one of a kind, painfully sad,
king of all failures.
"Remember, claims are one thing. Proving claims are another"
Scott Lifshine February 20, 2010