You will obey my commands
Tarage
brain dead, useless cocksuckers! I'm taking over all of Usenet! There
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history as the man who brought you to your knees! Now get down on your
knees and pay proper tribute to my glorious self!
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"Tarage" <ufr_t...@yahoo.com> wrote in message
news:iIvn8.2189$kU2.2...@news2-win.server.ntlworld.com...
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ALL HAIL TARAGE, I have been waiting for you an eternity... All will bow
down to your magnificence...
ALL HAIL!!!
ALL HAIL!!!
sheepshagger
>That's right you stupid, inbred, shit eating, pathetic, motherfucking,
>brain dead, useless cocksuckers! I'm taking over all of Usenet! There
>isn't a fucking thing you can do about it either! You're all a bunch
>of worthless scumbags, and now you will all answer to me! If you don't
>like this fact TOO FUCKING BAD! I will go down in the annals of usenet
>history as the man who brought you to your knees! Now get down on your
>knees and pay proper tribute to my glorious self!
>
>I AM THE GUARDIAN OF SAILOR MOON! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET!
>
>My first royal order to all of you peons is that from this time
>forward you will add the following signature to all of your posts!
>
>
> ***** This was posted with the express permission of *****
> **********************************************************
> ****** HIS HIGHNESS TGOS LORD AND MASTER OF USENET *******
> **********************************************************
> *********** We are simple servants of his will ***********
>
>
>This will be appended to the bottom of all your posts with absolutely
>NO EXCEPTIONS! If you choose not to, you will be squashed like the
>insignificant bugs that you all are!
>
>I am running Usenet now! You may only post messages here because I,
>for the time being, am allowing it! Do you scumbags understand me!
>
>THIS IS THE DAWNING OF THE AGE OF TGOS!
>
>ALL HAIL THE GUARDIAN OF SAILOR MOON! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET!
LOL c`mon GV give it a rest cober
SS
>
>
>
Kyralessa
So in the future, please don't.
--
"Zorro" <zorr...@hotmail.com> wrote in message news:Guyn8.16851$gK3.1...@news.easynews.com...
gynandro
>
> ALL HAIL TARAGE, I have been waiting for you an eternity... All will bow
> down to your magnificence...
>
> ALL HAIL!!!
>
> ALL HAIL!!!
...followed by light showers and long sunny breaks.
g.