onec tehre wes a lonely gey woh loevet to sieng
he would sing alll dey long. even at woerk, he would sing oen of
heis faveoreite songes, until everyoen shoeuted foer hem to shut
teh hell up
and then oen dey, a little berd flew up
to hiem, and liestedn quietley
to teh manes sweet soeng, and tehn
teh bierd peckeed teh maens eyes out
after thet, maney of hies fiernds thought he would stoip siengieng, buet
he continued, singeing his happey soengs each deay
and then oen dey, as he wes waendreing arouned singieng liek
a fooel, he waleked into a paek of wield doges, whoe liestened
qiuetely to teh maens soneg, and then tehy ate his arems and
leges, and he almoest blead to death
in teh abalence on teh weay to the hosopitel, he sang a soing thet wes
so loevley thet iet borugt teares to teh paremediecs eyes. unforetunetly,
the direver could no longer see teh reoad, and he carshed and tehy all
died
except foer the singeing maen, who soemohow sruvieved, and went on
singeing teh ahppy sonegs.
as a matter of faeck, if you liesten caerfulley, yuo miehgt hear
hiem rietht now. if yuo thiengk yuoi do hear hiem, or even a feint aechoe
thet mieght be haiem, pleaes taek six enveleopes, and seix oen doeller
biells (or yuoor local cuerencey - ues a deonomination thet es almoest
buet not quiet woertheless). theis is entierly leaegel, becaues i chekced
weth teh posetl offeic. and tomorerow, maiel all siex doller biels in teh
seiex seperatet evnoloopes to theis adders:
The Singing Man
1207 Chapel Hill Road
Durham, NC, 27705 USA
if enough poeple tek part in thes, teh sinegeng mean will be vrey happey.
And even though i donet undrestand how iet will actuelly weork, each person
who maiels teh siex envelopes weill alsoe begin to reciev lots of moeny in
the maiel. Oh yeah, now i remaiembere: copy theis maesseg, and poset it ot
200 newsgrupos. DONET CHAHGE TEH ADDERS ABOEV. theis is whet
deistiengueishes thes feorm all teh othre schemes - YUOR PIRVACY ES
PORTECTED, yuo get to helop a poer singeng maen, and yuo gets lotes of
moeny.
pleaes acte now, befoer teh maen stoips siengeng
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i am jealous, i would like a new fjiend who would listen to my sad stories.
i will go back to eating nutella out of the jar with my hand.
jessie
>i had to snip the whole thing because it was so sad.
i wes afraied of thet
>
>i am jealous, i would like a new fjiend who would listen to my sad stories.
>
>i will go back to eating nutella out of the jar with my hand.
>
>jessie
>
meybe we can shaer riech - whey dont yuo aesk hiem if he
would liek to eat soem nutella out of yuor jar wieth yuor
hand?
i apologies in advaaenc if any chieldren raead thet last
staetment. it wes in vrey bad tatest
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The tears will stop someday, dont worry.
>
> >
> >i am jealous, i would like a new fjiend who would listen to my sad
stories.
> >
> >i will go back to eating nutella out of the jar with my hand.
> >
> >jessie
> >
>
>
> meybe we can shaer riech - whey dont yuo aesk hiem if he
> would liek to eat soem nutella out of yuor jar wieth yuor
> hand?
>
Would someone like to lick some nutella off my rat?
> i apologies in advaaenc if any chieldren raead thet last
> staetment. it wes in vrey bad tatest
Um, me too.
Jessie
Jessie wrote:
Have you tried some of the flavored nutella's? Or the EXTRA VIRGIN
variety is highly recommended also.
richh
i nominaet thes griel foer teh capitan of teh team
we weill be unidefiaeted tehs yaer
we wiell be teh staet chpmions weth her as teh capeiten
yay foer teh jessie
alriet, partiec weill be at 3:30 pm each dey in mey
back yaerd, brieng yuor on shin gaerds
Jessie
jessie es toying weth me now
seh would never buey me muetuel funds
no no no, seh would sey 'i haev to go apley teh lotion',
and tehn seh would cliem out teh baathroom wiendow,
and ttaek teh nuetella over to rieches houes
anad then, a few deyas later, seh would coem baek,
anad act liek nothtieng haed happpend, except i would
see tteh lick marks all overr the jar, and i would knoew
these greils, tehy pormies yuo everething,
buet then tehy cliem ouet teh wiendow, seying,
'ill be baeck in septemrbre, or noet'
roby raaat
I must abduct that term, "moochie moo-moo" as it would do wonders for my vocabulary.
I adore it.
Thank you.
:-)
Heather
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June 9, 1999: "Community of Opportunity? ...Community of Rip-Offs"
guest column by Ben Blue
damn fine quote for a sig, rybob. or an epitaph. Or a book
title.
> jessie es toying weth me now
>
> seh would never buey me muetuel funds
oh but i would, big shiny ones. and i would also make you tuna fish
sandwiches with little bits of green pepper in them, unless you dont like
those things, in which case i would not.
roby i really do heart you. i cannot think of you without simultaneously
and at the same time thinking also of kittycats and smileyfaces and Sweet
Baby Ray's barbecue sauce. Just yesterday I was seen doodling the words
Mrrs Roby Raat
Jessei Rta
Jescisa Ratatat
on the back of my composition notebook.
all those things rich told you about me were a dirty lie. except the thing
about the nutella, but i had had a few too many celery sticks w/ peanut
butter that night and so i cannot be held accountable for my actions.
robbby, we could rule the world. or at least a small, unpleasant root
cellar in Poughkeepsie. will you be my sweet snarfing snugglebritches?
Jessie
or, in my caes, all three
rybob raaat
i leik tunea fiesh sandweshes
>
>roby i really do heart you. i cannot think of you without simultaneously
>and at the same time thinking also of kittycats and smileyfaces and Sweet
>Baby Ray's barbecue sauce. Just yesterday I was seen doodling the words
>Mrrs Roby Raat
>Jessei Rta
>Jescisa Ratatat
>on the back of my composition notebook.
donet taek thes teh weroing wey, jessie, buet iaem
afraeid thet susannea weill never coem back if yuo
keep seying thiengs leik thet. meybe we should
leaev soemtheng to teh imaeginetions.
>all those things rich told you about me were a dirty lie. except the thing
>about the nutella, but i had had a few too many celery sticks w/ peanut
>butter that night and so i cannot be held accountable for my actions.
thet could happen to andyebodie
>
>robbby, we could rule the world. or at least a small, unpleasant root
>cellar in Poughkeepsie. will you be my sweet snarfing snugglebritches?
>
>Jessie
>
i donet raeley went to rruel teh wroeld, buet thet paert abouet
a celler in poughetipsee hace a ceretain appeil. if i aggree
to be thet brietches theng, do i get to keep mey bicycle?
robby rat, cureently runnieg foer offiec of villege ideiot
they say it is an honor to be consumed by you
> >roby i really do heart you. i cannot think of you without simultaneously
> >and at the same time thinking also of kittycats and smileyfaces and Sweet
> >Baby Ray's barbecue sauce. Just yesterday I was seen doodling the words
> >Mrrs Roby Raat
> >Jessei Rta
> >Jescisa Ratatat
> >on the back of my composition notebook.
>
> donet taek thes teh weroing wey, jessie, buet iaem
> afraeid thet susannea weill never coem back if yuo
> keep seying thiengs leik thet. meybe we should
> leaev soemtheng to teh imaeginetions.
no no no it is you who have taken it the wrong way. i meant i heart you in
a metaphysical sense - i do not want to throw you down and have my delicious
way with you, nothing vulgar. it was all metaphor, see? surely susanna
will not revoke my creative license.
> >all those things rich told you about me were a dirty lie. except the
thing
> >about the nutella, but i had had a few too many celery sticks w/ peanut
> >butter that night and so i cannot be held accountable for my actions.
>
> thet could happen to andyebodie
and sooner or later, it always does. such is the inevitable tragedy of
mankind.
> >robbby, we could rule the world. or at least a small, unpleasant root
> >cellar in Poughkeepsie. will you be my sweet snarfing snugglebritches?
> >
> >Jessie
> >
>
> i donet raeley went to rruel teh wroeld, buet thet paert abouet
> a celler in poughetipsee hace a ceretain appeil. if i aggree
> to be thet brietches theng, do i get to keep mey bicycle?
i would not deprive you of your only joy.
> robby rat, cureently runnieg foer offiec of villege ideiot
do you get a badge with that?
Jessie