[Vinylanach]

Once upon a time, RAO was different. The level of Arny-bashing was
more sophisticated, more literate. I long for those days.

I just stumbled on this little gem from The Devil, and it took me
back...

'Honey, have you been playing in the ship's toilet again?'
'What's she talking about now?' Arnii slotted the soldering iron
into its holder and swivelled around on his lab chair. 'Can't you see
I'm busy soldering cameras onto these mousetraps--what the hell is
that?'
The Kroobitch frowned. She examined the thing pinced in her
fingers, held it up for closer inspection, then looked at her husband.
Her frown cleared. 'You tell me. There's more of them in the toilet.
At a guess, I'd say it's a plastic crap hollowed out to make a canoe.'
'Oh.' Enlightenment informed Arnii's eyes. He smirked and shook
his head. 'It's one of *those*. It's not a canoe, stupid. It's a
*boat*.'
'There's a Lego man inside one of them.'
'That's me.'
The Kroobitch groaned. 'How lovely. Sailing on the Good Ship
****ty. Arnii, you promised me you'd stopped doing this stuff.'
'It's like you haven't played in the toilet before.'
'No, I haven't. It's dirty. Very, very dirty.'
'Listen to miss disinfectant talk. It's like her knickers smell
of roses.'
'For Christ's sake! Don't you remember what the doctors told
you? You can get all kinds of diseases from toilets. So shoot me for
giving a **** about your health. Sleep in the ****ing toilet if you
want to.' She turned around to leave, then hesitated in the doorway.
She looked back over her shoulder.
Arnii shrugged and spun around in his swivel chair. He retrieved
the soldering iron and tinned the end, savouring the plume of smoke.
'I wish you'd stop breathing that stuff.'
'**** you. I go to church.'
'Whatever--get yourself ready. We'll be arriving at the battle
zone soon.'
Her eyes lingered on him for a while longer, then she turned
around and left the closet.

Boon

[Shhhh! I'm Listening to Reason!]

On Sep 7, 6:16*pm, Vinylanach wrote:
Once upon a time, RAO was different. *The level of Arny-bashing was
more sophisticated, more literate. *I long for those days.

I just stumbled on this little gem from The Devil, and it took me
back...





'Honey, have you been playing in the ship's toilet again?'
* * * 'What's she talking about now?' Arnii slotted the soldering iron
into its holder and swivelled around on his lab chair. 'Can't you see
I'm busy soldering cameras onto these mousetraps--what the hell is
that?'
* * * The Kroobitch frowned. She examined the thing pinced in her
fingers, held it up for closer inspection, then looked at her husband.
Her frown cleared. 'You tell me. There's more of them in the toilet.
At a guess, I'd say it's a plastic crap hollowed out to make a canoe.'
* * *'Oh.' *Enlightenment informed Arnii's eyes. He smirked and shook
his head. 'It's one of *those*. It's not a canoe, stupid. It's a
*boat*.'
* * * 'There's a Lego man inside one of them.'
* * * 'That's me.'
* * * The Kroobitch groaned. 'How lovely. Sailing on the Good Ship
****ty. Arnii, you promised me you'd stopped doing this stuff.'
* * * 'It's like you haven't played in the toilet before.'
* * * 'No, I haven't. It's dirty. Very, very dirty.'
* * * 'Listen to miss disinfectant talk. It's like her knickers smell
of roses.'
* * * 'For Christ's sake! Don't you remember what the doctors told
you? You can get all kinds of diseases from toilets. So shoot me for
giving a **** about your health. Sleep in the ****ing toilet if you
want to.' She turned around to leave, then hesitated in the doorway.
She looked back over her shoulder.
* * * Arnii shrugged and spun around in his swivel chair. He retrieved
the soldering iron and tinned the end, savouring the plume of smoke.
* * * 'I wish you'd stop breathing that stuff.'
* * * '**** you. I go to church.'
* * * 'Whatever--get yourself ready. We'll be arriving at the battle
zone soon.'
* * * Her eyes lingered on him for a while longer, then she turned
around and left the closet.

Is this the same "Devil" that recorded GOIA's meltdown on the phone?

[Vinylanach]

On Sep 7, 7:42�pm, "Shhhh! I'm Listening to Reason!"
wrote:
On Sep 7, 6:16�pm, Vinylanach wrote:





Once upon a time, RAO was different. �The level of Arny-bashing was
more sophisticated, more literate. �I long for those days.

I just stumbled on this little gem from The Devil, and it took me
back...

'Honey, have you been playing in the ship's toilet again?'
� � � 'What's she talking about now?' Arnii slotted the soldering iron
into its holder and swivelled around on his lab chair. 'Can't you see
I'm busy soldering cameras onto these mousetraps--what the hell is
that?'
� � � The Kroobitch frowned. She examined the thing pinced in her
fingers, held it up for closer inspection, then looked at her husband..
Her frown cleared. 'You tell me. There's more of them in the toilet.
At a guess, I'd say it's a plastic crap hollowed out to make a canoe.'
� � �'Oh.' �Enlightenment informed Arnii's eyes. He smirked and shook
his head. 'It's one of *those*. It's not a canoe, stupid. It's a
*boat*.'
� � � 'There's a Lego man inside one of them.'
� � � 'That's me.'
� � � The Kroobitch groaned. 'How lovely. Sailing on the Good Ship
****ty. Arnii, you promised me you'd stopped doing this stuff.'
� � � 'It's like you haven't played in the toilet before.'
� � � 'No, I haven't. It's dirty. Very, very dirty.'
� � � 'Listen to miss disinfectant talk. It's like her knickers smell
of roses.'
� � � 'For Christ's sake! Don't you remember what the doctors told
you? You can get all kinds of diseases from toilets. So shoot me for
giving a **** about your health. Sleep in the ****ing toilet if you
want to.' She turned around to leave, then hesitated in the doorway.
She looked back over her shoulder.
� � � Arnii shrugged and spun around in his swivel chair. He retrieved
the soldering iron and tinned the end, savouring the plume of smoke.
� � � 'I wish you'd stop breathing that stuff..'
� � � '**** you. I go to church.'
� � � 'Whatever--get yourself ready. We'll be arriving at the battle
zone soon.'
� � � Her eyes lingered on him for a while longer, then she turned
around and left the closet.

Is this the same "Devil" that recorded GOIA's meltdown on the phone?-

But of course. Lord Jeffrey Archer.

Boon

[George M. Middius[_4_]]

Vinylanach said:

Is this the same "Devil" that recorded GOIA's meltdown on the phone?-

But of course. Lord Jeffrey Archer.

Or not.

[Vinylanach]

On Sep 7, 7:59�pm, George M. Middius wrote:
Vinylanach said:

Is this the same "Devil" that recorded GOIA's meltdown on the phone?-

But of course. �Lord Jeffrey Archer.

Or not.

I know. But it's funny to say it.

Boon

[Arny Krueger]

"Vinylanach" wrote in message

On Sep 7, 7:59?pm, George M. Middius
wrote:
Vinylanach said:

Is this the same "Devil" that recorded GOIA's meltdown
on the phone?-

But of course. ?Lord Jeffrey Archer.

Or not.

I know. But it's funny to say it.

So speaks a mental midget who is addicted to lying and idiocy.

Threads like this show that the welts I raised on the hides of the
participants still sting pretty smartly, even months later.

I do good work! ;-)