> Hey mikey boy, if I find your so-called girlfriend, she's going to find out
> all the crap you've posted. Including your death threats and your misguided
> outing of another unrelated Chaney's personal info.
Wow you're brave!
> You'd better pray that your new "girlfriend" isn't discovered. I'm a very
> patient man, and as you know, I've never missed, and unlike you, I've never
> hit an innocent third party.
This is the true E-Hollywood story of Steve Chaney's bravery. Steve was
miserably teased all through school but was too scared to do anything
about it except snivel and hide. He would get revenge on his tormentors
by sneaking into the girl's bathroom and writing their names on the
walls. The closest he ever came to an actual act of bravery was pulling
his compass out of his pocket protector and spastically poking somebody
in the neck.
Steve was always fat, like 5'11" and 300 pounds. He should have been
able to frighten people with his waddling beefcake but unfortunately he
has coward's eyes and coward's eyes never lie. Of course Steve could
threaten people from his secret undislosed location with his shotgun and
his "rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat" imaginary automatic weapon, and his
Highlander Sword, and his Death Star Lightsaber. Also, he could punch
walls when only women were around, and threaten them with death by shotgun.
Steve called Jeem out at LAX and then crapped his pants. Then Steve
promised to meet Jackie in Naperville and Steve crapped his pants again.
For awhile, when Crash was openly friendly with Steve on the newgroup,
Steve thought he and Crash could be a gang and that he would pull the
arms out of the sockets of his enemies. But Steve has finally realized
that at heart, he is only a coward, and that's all he'll ever be, so he
no longer threatens people. He hides in his secret fort and runs his
mouth off behind his keyboard.
Steve here's your chance to change your coward legacy. I'll be in Las
Vegas in late June 2006. Email me for details. You can repeat your
comments about my daughter to my face and then defend yourself. This may
be your best chance ever. I'm 15 years older than you, couple inches
shorter, and 100 pounds lighter. How could you be afraid of that?
miguel