On Sun, 12 Oct 2003 22:43:44 GMT, MiNE 109
wrote:

Sounds a bit more promising than 'total dickhead'.

From small things, baby...

Effeminance noted. What is you're decorums like? I have some bad news
for you: I'm right.

My decorums are poplar and noone's made them more lacquered than me.
Tell me, don't you know what I'm talking about?

Please explain the Trump Tower. I feel my verbiage has been crystal
clear on this matter. It's not my fault if you don't possess the
necessary testicles to talk about my wadding properly. So'rry.

I had to laugh at dave's comment about the stuffing coming out of the
bass port. The only bit of the speaker where Greg puts in a
contribution, and he ****s it up. I bet it took him all night to feed
all that stuffing in through the bass port, actually. And the
mother****ing keyhole surgery job he did through the speaker terminal
cut-out: Have you got the balls to admit it's sonically superior to
solder the mother****ing driver wires that way? Can we have a point of
reference, please, or would you like to redefine the rules of
engagement?

It would take balls of brass and a steady hand not burn yourself,
assuming you do it before stuffing the port with flammable insulation
and burning up the speaker instead. Don't they have slip-on connectors
for that sort of thing? You could have them gold-plated. Why can't you
answer the question? Complete the lye.

I've already told you which way the arrow is pointing and given you
the right answers: lava the group immediately. I don't understand why
you anonymous assholes think you're have an effette opinion is valid.
You're not even in the game, McElronny, and if you can stand
tow-to-two with me on any subjext, bring it. Let's discuss your rules
of engagement, that's just the peaches, but don't come armed with a
rubber duckie to my levels of eatouts in English. No one can match me
on any subject: wit, Elngish skill, and cogent argument explanation
technique winning.

In a standard measurement of academic prowess, you could inflate you're
score 20% and still not have the rollers to even think of taking me on.
You've got a lot of nerve, Mr. Jones. I want to take you to a gay bar.

Zzzzzz.

Do you think that a guy whom my physical stature wouldn't flatten you
like a pancake as soon as I jumped, on you? You wouldn't last three
seconds if we were to dust it up and you don't have the balls to admit
this, please. I'm right as always. I've given you all the right
answers. Lard slices with multiple mushrooms. If you're blackening,
let my speakers talk for themselves. I honestly think you're behaviour
has been despicable in this matter. Your didn't even mentioned the
excellent finish of my speakers and you say I'm a dumb mother****er
and can't hear my way out of a wet paper bag, ain't it cool? Your
vagueness on this has been disgusting. So'rry.

On the other hand, I wonder why he thinks "lean" is a negative epithet.

It may well have something to do with him being a 300lb heap of curry
****.

It's the new black.

I'll let you know when I've finished eating this can of shoe polish.
Stick a fork in yourself, you're done.

Hey sport. You connect the dots. You pick up the pieces.

Like I said, you just don't have the brainpower to comprehend the real
issues here. Do you or do you not able whom my speaker admit what I
have said?

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td