Time to spin up the kooks again. Melt, kooks, melt. <snicker>
Bit Rot The DonkeyFelcher, in <news:k86e61$obr$
4...@dont-email.me> did
thusly write:
>{felch, felch, felch}
DonkeyFelcherSaysWhat?
Still waiting for you to travel to Melbourne, FL and fight Emmett, you
spineless twat. Don't let us down now, you've already made all your
threats, Emmett's invited you to fight him, now is the time for you to
either prove you've got a set, or prove you're a fucking coward.
Three possible outcomes, two nothing but bad for you, DonkeyFelcher.
1) You run away like the coward we all know you to be.
2) You fight Emmett, he kicks your ass.
3) Ah, hell, this one will never happen.