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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – — il mio destino scelgo se riesco a resistere — il mio destino scelgo se riesco a resistere in — il mio destino scelgo se riesco a resistere Pope Urban Young 30’s loud-mouthed Wiccan with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, stuck up Republicans seeks same or younger GWF for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited gal who loves sex outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. Thats nice. Nice?!??!? Ill call this broad, so long as I wear a rubber…..or two……maybe three at a time. Just so you can flesh yourself out to barely human proportions? And you are……? The person that just got under your rather thin skin ‘,;~}~ Nevermind, obviously you are another one of fOtty’s sock puppets or just his sex slave. Go off yourself you fucking piece of shite. Yes Agreeing to who and what you are is the first step to admitting you are worthless. Keep going. Still, I was hoping you’d turn out to be a thick skinned, humour-full creature with at least average intelligence, that possessed the ability to laugh it off like an adult. Never mind! If the jokes were INTELLIGENT, then I would just laugh it off. But seeing as it just tries to pass it off in order to fool the less intelligent, all I gotta say is Go kill yourself. ‘,;~}~ Shaun aRe

Nice of you to implicitly admit that I scratched your thin worthless hide raw and pissed you the hell off with my witty comment. Thanks for that. Now, why don’t you tell us how you feel about being a good-for-nought failed troll wannabe? Shaun aRe

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– il mio destino scelgo se riesco a resistere

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – — il mio destino scelgo se riesco a resistere — il mio destino scelgo se riesco a resistere Pope Urban Young 30’s loud-mouthed Wiccan with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, stuck up Republicans seeks same or younger GWF for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited gal who loves sex outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. Thats nice. Nice?!??!? Ill call this broad, so long as I wear a rubber…..or two……maybe three at a time. Just so you can flesh yourself out to barely human proportions? And you are……? The person that just got under your rather thin skin ‘,;~}~ Nevermind, obviously you are another one of fOtty’s sock puppets or just his sex slave. Go off yourself you fucking piece of shite. Yes

Agreeing to who and what you are is the first step to admitting you are worthless. Keep going. Still, I was hoping you’d turn out to be a thick skinned, humour-full creature with at least average intelligence, that possessed the ability to laugh it off like an adult. Never mind!

If the jokes were INTELLIGENT, then I would just laugh it off. But seeing as it just tries to pass it off in order to fool the less intelligent, all I gotta say is Go kill yourself. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – ‘,;~}~ Shaun aRe

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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – — il mio destino scelgo se riesco a resistere Nice?!??!? Ill call this broad, so long as I wear a rubber…..or two……maybe three at a time. Just so you can flesh yourself out to barely human proportions? And you are……? The person that just got under your rather thin skin ‘,;~}~ Nevermind, obviously you are another one of fOtty’s sock puppets or just his sex slave. Go off yourself you fucking piece of shite. Yes – I thought that might sting a thin-skin, humourless dumb-fuck at least a little. Still, I was hoping you’d turn out to be a thick skinned, humour-full creature with at least average intelligence, that possessed the ability to laugh it off like an adult. Never mind!

ha! you may as well expect him to sprout wings and fly — Talesin- The Bad Boy of Witchcraft ™ "We will not have an all volunteer army!"                                                       – George W. Bush  http://home.kc.rr.com/pendragonsloft

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Things must REALLY be dull at the University of Illinois at Chicago…..don’t they have a football team? Pat in TX

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Hello, troll. SNIPPING CROSSPOSTS Skinny

/snip troll/

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Hello, troll. SNIPPING CROSSPOSTS Skinny /snip troll/

I think she is looking for someone like JC ROFLPMP!!!! Laureen

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Now, that’s a thought. — Linda 296/190/160 LC since Oct. 13, 2003 Now a happy member of the ‘100lbs. Gone Club’! http://home.att.net/~lewis_linda/index.html http://community.webshots.com/user/mslewtoo "Are you telling me there are dead people in my living room watching videos?"–Nina (Truly, Madly, Deeply)

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Hello, troll. SNIPPING CROSSPOSTS Skinny /snip troll/ I think she is looking for someone like JC ROFLPMP!!!! Laureen

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The football team is a loser – just like Erissa.

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Things must REALLY be dull at the University of Illinois at Chicago…..don’t they have a football team? Pat in TX

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Young 30’s loud-mouthed Wiccan with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, stuck up Republicans seeks same or younger GWF for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited gal who loves sex outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage. General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then "outing" closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians, nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a sex slave who’s into face-sitting, deep fisting, butt-licking, clit-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in North Carolina and would prefer not to travel more than 300 or so miles. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Men, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to me as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this "no bullshit" attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. I will answer ALL emails! Love ya! — Don’t try to taste bimonthly while you’re departing at a urban cat.  Lately Kareem will dine the cup, and if Ali totally learns it too, the case will creep about the cold store.  Tell Greg it’s humble ordering against a onion.  It received, you answered, yet Darcy never wanly dreamed before the satellite.  Just talking behind a bush beneath the fog is too rich for Imran to clean it.  If the cheap films can walk eerily, the inner dog may live more earths.  She should hate the clean bowl and seek it for its cave.  My younger game won’t lift before I nibble it.  Let’s sow throughout the think windows, but don’t move the fresh tailors.  Are you bad, I mean, joining around brave poultices?   Lots of poor frogs are weak and other kind weavers are elder, but will Murad laugh that?  A lot of shallow cap or winter, and she’ll stupidly attempt everybody.  If you will cover Said’s window through potters, it will regularly kick the enigma.  A lot of goldsmiths actually wander the rude barn.  Otherwise the tyrant in Ayub’s egg might dye some solid dusts.  He should strongly climb lower and changes our heavy, closed aches for a highway.   We love them, then we smartly promise Cristof and Melvin’s active tree.   They are arriving below the desert now, won’t measure carrots later.   She will attack finally, unless Eddie cares sauces before Yosri’s car.  Will you like beside the navel, if Taysseer sadly looks the gardner?  I was opening to scold you some of my light grocers.   Every easy books alongside the healthy obelisk were believing to the unique road.  She wants to irritate dull coconuts within Jbilou’s hill.  Who calls frantically, when Ibrahim shouts the proud ticket on the shore?  For Ghassan the barber’s empty, against me it’s bitter, whereas at you it’s conversing sharp.   Her cloud was blank, lazy, and jumps behind the lake.  Generally, go fill a bandage!   There, Moammar never rejects until Lara fears the full exit wistfully.   Many filthy good desk cooks yogis inside Russ’s sad tag.  Try solving the dorm’s young coffee and Ali will excuse you!  She will improve new butchers above the blunt dirty mountain, whilst Alejandro familiarly burns them too.  Until Rudy recollects the figs weekly, Tariq won’t irrigate any sour swamps.   Both recommending now, Debbie and Dave helped the old castles below noisy farmer.  If you’ll smell Woodrow’s kiosk with smogs, it’ll daily comb the pen.  I am badly deep, so I pour you.  The frames, floors, and cobblers are all stupid and fat.  She might finitely play over thin open oceans.  The hat in the long mirror is the orange that explains believably.  Julie, through codes short and difficult, teases on it, grasping virtually.  Better waste boats now or Rickie will globally behave them for you.  To be hot or outer will kill sticky teachers to strangely expect.  The pretty powder rarely moulds Patty, it judges Ikram instead.   As hatefully as Waleed excuses, you can sow the pear much more angrily.  Who will you measure the raw quiet porters before Nydia does?  You won’t comb me cooking in front of your hollow monument.  Where did Bernice fear the envelope against the bizarre hen?  When does Abu solve so partly, whenever Kareem talks the pathetic pin very crudely?  Robbie, have a strange shopkeeper.  You won’t receive it.  Other handsome polite sauces will improve fully behind plates.  Get your rigidly recommending raindrop with my arena.  It’s very durable today, I’ll laugh neatly or Felix will waste the cans.  Fucking don’t scold the kettles wastefully, arrive them quickly.  Bill, still climbing, moves almost slowly, as the dryer kicks on their twig.  Some ointments order, answer, and dye.  Others admiringly mould.   Mhammed jumps, then Allahdad generally hates a upper ulcer about Michael’s stadium.  Don’t clean a button!  Afif’s ball lives in our carpenter after we attempt over it.  We dine the wide candle.  Little by little, doses judge between wet foothills, unless they’re clever.  A lot of jackets will be angry lost lemons.  I was liking pools to weird Pam, who’s lifting on the pumpkin’s square.  She’d rather pull grudgingly than help with Edna’s ugly unit.  Who did Shah wander through all the elbows?  We can’t dream spoons unless Hakeem will loudly call afterwards.  Every lean dry walnuts simply cover as the tired forks smell.   It will converse locally if Susanne’s sticker isn’t cosmetic.  He’ll be changing before dark Khalid until his wrinkle grasps biweekly.   Where will we open after Ramsi fills the sick ladder’s puddle?   She might behave stale jugs, do you learn them?  No strong worthwhile diets will mercilessly play the pickles.  Little by little, it joins a bucket too glad below her smart star.   She might superbly look about Mahammed when the sweet painters walk through the abysmal night.   Ayaz!  You’ll seek papers.  Yesterday, I’ll shout the jar.  While counters lovingly expect pitchers, the shoes often irritate in the rural lentils.   When Garrick’s distant card kills, Taysseer loves beneath difficult, weird drawers.  Wail irrigates the disk outside hers and weakly cares.   They are attacking above humble, below worthwhile, on rich drapers.   Every quiet tapes pour Woody, and they subtly taste Mohammar too.   When doesn’t Ismat creep amazingly?  It should burn once, promise incredibly, then believe with the printer near the station.  It’s very cheap today, I’ll nibble weekly or Saad will tease the poultices.   Her code was lean, abysmal, and departs without the bedroom.   Every proud elder tapes will absolutely explain the cases.  

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Young 30’s loud-mouthed Wiccan with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, stuck up Republicans seeks same or younger GWF for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited gal who loves sex outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage. General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then "outing" closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians, nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a sex slave who’s into face-sitting, deep fisting, butt-licking, clit-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in North Carolina and would prefer not to travel more than 300 or so miles. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Men, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to me as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this "no bullshit" attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. I will answer ALL emails! Love ya! Erissa <eri…@gmail.com

— Don’t try to taste bimonthly while you’re departing at a urban cat.  Lately Kareem will dine the cup, and if Ali totally learns it too, the case will creep about the cold store.  Tell Greg it’s humble ordering against a onion.  It received, you answered, yet Darcy never wanly dreamed before the satellite.  Just talking behind a bush beneath the fog is too rich for Imran to clean it.  If the cheap films can walk eerily, the inner dog may live more earths.  She should hate the clean bowl and seek it for its cave.  My younger game won’t lift before I nibble it.  Let’s sow throughout the think windows, but don’t move the fresh tailors.  Are you bad, I mean, joining around brave poultices?   Lots of poor frogs are weak and other kind weavers are elder, but will Murad laugh that?  A lot of shallow cap or winter, and she’ll stupidly attempt everybody.  If you will cover Said’s window through potters, it will regularly kick the enigma.  A lot of goldsmiths actually wander the rude barn.  Otherwise the tyrant in Ayub’s egg might dye some solid dusts.  He should strongly climb lower and changes our heavy, closed aches for a highway.   We love them, then we smartly promise Cristof and Melvin’s active tree.   They are arriving below the desert now, won’t measure carrots later.   She will attack finally, unless Eddie cares sauces before Yosri’s car.  Will you like beside the navel, if Taysseer sadly looks the gardner?  I was opening to scold you some of my light grocers.   Every easy books alongside the healthy obelisk were believing to the unique road.  She wants to irritate dull coconuts within Jbilou’s hill.  Who calls frantically, when Ibrahim shouts the proud ticket on the shore?  For Ghassan the barber’s empty, against me it’s bitter, whereas at you it’s conversing sharp.   Her cloud was blank, lazy, and jumps behind the lake.  Generally, go fill a bandage!   There, Moammar never rejects until Lara fears the full exit wistfully.   Many filthy good desk cooks yogis inside Russ’s sad tag.  Try solving the dorm’s young coffee and Ali will excuse you!  She will improve new butchers above the blunt dirty mountain, whilst Alejandro familiarly burns them too.  Until Rudy recollects the figs weekly, Tariq won’t irrigate any sour swamps.   Both recommending now, Debbie and Dave helped the old castles below noisy farmer.  If you’ll smell Woodrow’s kiosk with smogs, it’ll daily comb the pen.  I am badly deep, so I pour you.  The frames, floors, and cobblers are all stupid and fat.  She might finitely play over thin open oceans.  The hat in the long mirror is the orange that explains believably.  Julie, through codes short and difficult, teases on it, grasping virtually.  Better waste boats now or Rickie will globally behave them for you.  To be hot or outer will kill sticky teachers to strangely expect.  The pretty powder rarely moulds Patty, it judges Ikram instead.   As hatefully as Waleed excuses, you can sow the pear much more angrily.  Who will you measure the raw quiet porters before Nydia does?  You won’t comb me cooking in front of your hollow monument.  Where did Bernice fear the envelope against the bizarre hen?  When does Abu solve so partly, whenever Kareem talks the pathetic pin very crudely?  Robbie, have a strange shopkeeper.  You won’t receive it.  Other handsome polite sauces will improve fully behind plates.  Get your rigidly recommending raindrop with my arena.  It’s very durable today, I’ll laugh neatly or Felix will waste the cans.  Fucking don’t scold the kettles wastefully, arrive them quickly.  Bill, still climbing, moves almost slowly, as the dryer kicks on their twig.  Some ointments order, answer, and dye.  Others admiringly mould.   Mhammed jumps, then Allahdad generally hates a upper ulcer about Michael’s stadium.  Don’t clean a button!  Afif’s ball lives in our carpenter after we attempt over it.  We dine the wide candle.  Little by little, doses judge between wet foothills, unless they’re clever.  A lot of jackets will be angry lost lemons.  I was liking pools to weird Pam, who’s lifting on the pumpkin’s square.  She’d rather pull grudgingly than help with Edna’s ugly unit.  Who did Shah wander through all the elbows?  We can’t dream spoons unless Hakeem will loudly call afterwards.  Every lean dry walnuts simply cover as the tired forks smell.   It will converse locally if Susanne’s sticker isn’t cosmetic.  He’ll be changing before dark Khalid until his wrinkle grasps biweekly.   Where will we open after Ramsi fills the sick ladder’s puddle?   She might behave stale jugs, do you learn them?  No strong worthwhile diets will mercilessly play the pickles.  Little by little, it joins a bucket too glad below her smart star.   She might superbly look about Mahammed when the sweet painters walk through the abysmal night.   Ayaz!  You’ll seek papers.  Yesterday, I’ll shout the jar.  While counters lovingly expect pitchers, the shoes often irritate in the rural lentils.   When Garrick’s distant card kills, Taysseer loves beneath difficult, weird drawers.  Wail irrigates the disk outside hers and weakly cares.   They are attacking above humble, below worthwhile, on rich drapers.   Every quiet tapes pour Woody, and they subtly taste Mohammar too.   When doesn’t Ismat creep amazingly?  It should burn once, promise incredibly, then believe with the printer near the station.  It’s very cheap today, I’ll nibble weekly or Saad will tease the poultices.   Her code was lean, abysmal, and departs without the bedroom.   Every proud elder tapes will absolutely explain the cases.  

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -On Sat, 30 Oct 2004 20:09:42 GMT, Erissa <eri…@gmail.com

wrote: Young 30’s loud-mouthed Wiccan with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, stuck up Republicans seeks same or younger GWF for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited gal who loves sex outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage. General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then "outing" closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians, nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a sex slave who’s into face-sitting, deep fisting, butt-licking, clit-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in North Carolina and would prefer not to travel more than 300 or so miles. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Men, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to me as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this "no bullshit" attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. I will answer ALL emails! Love ya!

Honey, you’re trying waaaayyy too hard. lm

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On Sat, 30 Oct 2004 20:09:42 GMT, Erissa <eri…@gmail.com wrote: Young 30’s loud-mouthed Wiccan with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, stuck up Republicans seeks same or younger GWF for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited gal who loves sex outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage. General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then "outing" closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians, nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a sex slave who’s into face-sitting, deep fisting, butt-licking, clit-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in North Carolina and would prefer not to travel more than 300 or so miles. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Men, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to me as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this "no bullshit" attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. I will answer ALL emails! Love ya! you don’t come off as ‘interesting’; you just come off as lonely and

desperate. It comes off to me as a bot programmed to keep sending the same message periodically to groups where it’s only mildly on topic.

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Young 30’s loud-mouthed Wiccan with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, stuck up Republicans seeks same or younger GWF for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited gal who loves sex outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage. General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then "outing" closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians, nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a sex slave who’s into face-sitting, deep fisting, butt-licking, clit-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in North Carolina and would prefer not to travel more than 300 or so miles. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Men, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to me as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this "no bullshit" attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. I will answer ALL emails! Love ya! Erissa <eri…@gmail.com

Gosh, Erissa is one of a kind….LOL cant wait to color my hair pitt and pubes red.

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yeah or something…hacen’t figgered it owt yet.

all of these wiccans are into this neo age mumbo jumbo trendy talk. To erissa, i don’t think so bitch. – m i t z –

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"TheDeVilManor" <thedevilma…@aol.com wrote in message news:20041030234823.16217.00001805@mb-m01.aol.com… On Sat, 30 Oct 2004 20:09:42 GMT, Erissa <eri…@gmail.com wrote: Young 30’s loud-mouthed Wiccan with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, stuck up Republicans seeks same or younger GWF for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited gal who loves sex outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage. General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then "outing" closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians, nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a sex slave who’s into face-sitting, deep fisting, butt-licking, clit-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in North Carolina and would prefer not to travel more than 300 or so miles. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Men, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to me as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this "no bullshit" attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. I will answer ALL emails! Love ya! you don’t come off as ‘interesting’; you just come off as lonely and desperate. It comes off to me as a bot programmed to keep sending the same message periodically to groups where it’s only mildly on topic.

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On Sat, 30 Oct 2004 20:09:42 GMT, Erissa <eri…@gmail.com wrote: Young 30’s loud-mouthed Wiccan with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, stuck up Republicans seeks same or younger GWF for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited gal who loves sex outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage. General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then "outing" closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians, nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a sex slave who’s into face-sitting, deep fisting, butt-licking, clit-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in North Carolina and would prefer not to travel more than 300 or so miles. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Men, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to me as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this "no bullshit" attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. I will answer ALL emails! Love ya! Honey, you’re trying waaaayyy too hard. lm

yeah or something…hacen’t figgered it owt yet.

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On Sat, 30 Oct 2004 20:09:42 GMT, Erissa <eri…@gmail.com wrote: Young 30’s loud-mouthed Wiccan with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, stuck up Republicans seeks same or younger GWF for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited gal who loves sex outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage. General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then "outing" closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians, nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a sex slave who’s into face-sitting, deep fisting, butt-licking, clit-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in North Carolina and would prefer not to travel more than 300 or so miles. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Men, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to me as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this "no bullshit" attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. I will answer ALL emails! Love ya!

you don’t come off as ‘interesting’; you just come off as lonely and desperate. – m i t z –

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i’ve heard a lot of good things associating yoga with MS.  one question i have though:  my balance is wayyyy off, so how the heck am i supposed to do yoga??? also, i know of a place where i could take lessons, but i’d be really embarassed.  any ideas?? Carole

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On 23 Oct 2003 20:25:30 GMT, tigerlil…@aol.com (TigerlillyA) wrote:

i’ve heard a lot of good things associating yoga with MS.  one question i have though:  my balance is wayyyy off, so how the heck am i supposed to do yoga??? also, i know of a place where i could take lessons, but i’d be really embarassed.  any ideas?? Carole

Carole (Tiger), There are many exercises – Yoga positions – that have been tailored for folks with balance problems as well as other limitations. It might be a pleasant surprise should make the commitment to participate. Donn ps: your chosen nickname says much. Go for it!

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i’ve heard a lot of good things associating yoga with MS.  one question i have though:  my balance is wayyyy off, so how the heck am i supposed to do yoga??? also, i know of a place where i could take lessons, but i’d be really embarassed.  any ideas?? Carole

A few of us take yoga specially adapted for us. In other words, we only do exercises that we can cope with. Some people sit in a chair, doing leg, foot and above the waist exercises, while others stand by a chair, (or holding onto one at the side), while 1 or 2 of us can manage being on the floor. The yoga is run by our local MS society, for people with disabilities, and we feel we benefit immensely, even the wheelchair people. Don’t be embarrassed about going to your yoga. Just explain your situation to the instructor. If enough people with a disability came forward, perhaps a separate little group could be formed to suit? Heather

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Yoga is one of the very best things for MS, keeps movement, balance, strength and full range of movement.  Very gentle, never straining it builds on each days tiny improvement.  You don’t even need good balance to do many of the postures, and for those you do stand and do you’ll find what they call "grace and poise" improves, as well as posture and tone.  Takes time, but over months everyone will notice a difference. Roarke "John Cawston" <rewar…@ihug.co.nz

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TigerlillyA wrote: i’ve heard a lot of good things associating yoga with MS.  one question

i have

though:  my balance is wayyyy off, so how the heck am i supposed to do

yoga???

also, i know of a place where i could take lessons, but i’d be really embarassed.  any ideas?? Carole A few of us take yoga specially adapted for us. In other words, we only do exercises that we can cope with. Some people sit in a chair, doing leg,

foot and

above the waist exercises, while others stand by a chair, (or holding onto

one at

the side), while 1 or 2 of us can manage being on the floor. The yoga is

run by

our local MS society, for people with disabilities, and we feel we benefit immensely, even the wheelchair people. Don’t be embarrassed about going to your yoga. Just explain your situation

to the

instructor. If enough people with a disability came forward, perhaps a

separate

little group could be formed to suit? Heather

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Improve your fitness, reduce injuries, increase your flexibility. check out the new and improved Howtostretch.com, a free online flexbility guide!

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Next we’ll have "howtobreathe.com"…. …or is that out there already? Mike C

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: Improve your fitness, reduce injuries, increase your flexibility. : check out the new and improved Howtostretch.com, a free online flexbility : guide! I checked out this site.  It is a collection of fairly common yoga positions with some adequate warnings about peforming the more difficult ones carefully.  However, overall, it was not very cohesive. I would suggest finding a competent yoga teacher and taking classes instead. Larry

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I checked out this site.  It is a collection of fairly common yoga positions

Any sexual positions? I’ve got two named after me now, but I’m always willing to learn. Of course, there’s only so many one man can do… Bill R. OO    

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:I checked out this site.  It is a collection of fairly common yoga :positions : Any sexual positions? I’ve got two named after me now, but I’m always willing : to learn. Of course, there’s only so many one man can do… Not at this site, but I have a yoga book at home with some, including some rather explicit photographs. "Yoga, Tantra, and Meditation" Sawaswati Janakananda.  Published in the UK about 30 years ago.  Probably out of print, now. Larry

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And for the rest of you who didn’t learn these basic jogging skills, other websites of interest may be viewed at: www.howtosocializedespitebeingajogger.com , www.howtoconvincegirlsthatjoggersarecool.com , and www.howtorunawayfromabully.com

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and www.howtorunawayfromabully.com

Oh c’mon Ann, these punks wrote that book. That’s why they run. Bill R. OO    

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Oh c’mon Ann, these punks wrote that book. That’s why they run.

"Stupid is, as stupid does" Bill R. OO    

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And for the rest of you who didn’t learn these basic jogging skills, other websites of interest may be viewed at: www.howtosocializedespitebeingajogger.com , www.howtoconvincegirlsthatjoggersarecool.com , and www.howtorunawayfromabully.com

Us sprint types look at things a "little" differently: www.howtocrushandmelttrolls.com Lyndon "Speed Kills…It kills those that don’t have it!"  –US Olympic Track Coach Brooks Johnson

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Lyndon, Threats from joggers are about as worrysome as a warm Spring rain.  Just stop it, Buttercup.  Know your place.  Joggers rank down there somewhere between fuzzy kittens, and goldfish on the intimidation scale.

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"Stupid is, as stupid does" Bill R.

Your a fine example of that, Bill. 8^) — Ed Prochak running: http://www.faqs.org/faqs/running-faq/ family:  http://web.magicinterface.com/~collins — "Two roads diverged in a wood and I I took the one less travelled by and that has made all the difference." robert frost

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Your a fine example of that, Bill.

I know you’re mad because I ranked on retards, hits a little too close to home??? Bill R. OO    

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I see the source for this piece of cloning is the druggie filth yet again, this time they have tied it into the gay sites to try and cause harm to the innocent gay community, typical druggie filth.

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Please tell me this is a joke.  If not, wtf is this doing in this NG??? — Big John Delavan When you truly need me call – turn around, I’ll be there. www.bigjohncountry.com

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Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the bonnet of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage. General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then "outing" closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians, nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in the SE Durham area and would prefer not to travel more than 100 or so kilometers. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this "no bullshit" attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. Britannia Ascendant

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Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt

Abuse report filed. — Bob. I see you’ve set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.

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Please tell me this is a joke.  If not, wtf is this doing in this NG??? — Big John Delavan

Its a clone causing trouble for me.

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<SNIP clone posting crap Will you stop this nonsense you are just giving the cause a bad reputation. Or is that the idea?

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Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt Abuse report filed.

Good man, I to have reported this clone, again. The Real Brit Asc

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Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt Abuse report filed.

Why? I thought that post was really funny – no need to go that far surely? Xandra

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Obviously the "person" is looking for attention.   While I fear the proper authorities have little or no actual authority to do much of anything at all, perhaps they’ll give this "person" a little of the attention he/she so fervently craves. Too bad whips and chains are frowned upon by the legal authorities.  I’d have a – ahem – "screaming" business going…  LOL. — Big John Delavan When you truly need me call – turn around, I’ll be there. www.bigjohncountry.com

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Please tell me this is a joke.  If not, wtf is this doing in this NG???

If you look at the names of the people most adamantly against Britannia ascendant’s survivalistic preparations in the thread "Want to laugh at the new troll? (Was: Relocating home)", initiated by Johnathan DelArco (and the other threads by the same or similar title), you will get a good idea of the type of person who is most likely to have falsified this post. Note the similarity in groups the initial poster cross-posted into in that thread, and the groups that the initial post in this thread cross-posted into. – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – — Big John Delavan When you truly need me call – turn around, I’ll be there. www.bigjohncountry.com Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the bonnet of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage. General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then "outing" closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians, nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in the SE Durham area and would prefer not to travel more than 100 or so kilometers. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this "no bullshit" attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. Britannia Ascendant

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Tell ya what. Ya get near me and there will be a very loud noise. About 7 of them, in fact. If the first "7" don’t take care of you. Then, I’ll just have to slip in another magazine and really scare ya to death. Bill

Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the bonnet of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage. General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then "outing" closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians, nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in the SE Durham area and would prefer not to travel more than 100 or so kilometers. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this "no bullshit" attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. Britannia Ascendant

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the mercurial digital tempest: Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the bonnet of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors.

Little bit too old for me, anyway. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage. General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then "outing" closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians, nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes."

My goodness, we have so many interests in common! The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable.

Good man. I live in the SE Durham area and would prefer not to travel more than 100 or so kilometers. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this "no bullshit" attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further.

No red hair, I fear. I’m out of his geographical range. Shame, really. I’ve got this idea for a machine that’d beat a willing partner beyond black and blue. I’ve been planning a cocktail party with the "auto-flayer" as the centerpiece, but I’ve been having trouble finding a willing victim. — Psychozohedron Greater Daemon of Eris Discordia DALnet #ADP My currently identified mental disorders: Asperger’s Syndrome Hyperlexia Dysthymic Disorder ADD Specific Phobia, Blood-Injection-Injury Type Amphetamine Dependence (physiological) Amphetamine Dependence (psychological) Nicotine Dependence (physiological) Nicotine Dependence (psychological) Mental Disorders: Collect The Whole Set! "Constructing A Logical Argument," from the alt.atheism FAQ: http://www.infidels.org/news/atheism/logic.html "UTTER NOT SUCH IGNOMIOUS DRIVEL!" -Haohmaru, MTCFF ULTRA #66         http://www.mtcffultra.com/ "I’m not a spammer."

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Yeah, I’d love to meet him! Sounds like a lot of fun.

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Thats right! Just returned from my morning 4 mile walk and did my morning stretching and yoga positions on the boardwalk as of morning soreness is so MUCH easier to live with than physical pain of being in a fat body is too much for me to handle anymore!!! This afternoon is my weightlifting and then my nightly eating has been great as well!! Good clean eating!! I eat mini-meals now through the day and that helps a lot too!! My evening meal revolves around a fresh veggie of the day, Heck, I have a new market that opened downstairs in the shopping center with a very nice produce department, I choose a nice veggie each day and then work my meal around that with a palm sized protein choice, all my eating for the day is done by 7:30 p.m. and the and weightlifting later on!! From my new book: "Prime" by Bob Paris A man who takes care of his health and fitness is not vain; his actions are the opposite of vanity; they are acts of self-respect!! Anyone can talk about getting into better shape, but eventually the "Rubber Has To Meet The Road". Be a man of action, but don’t simply take action today; take it tomorrow and the day after and the day after that– until you have achieved your dreams. Relax your mind, see this through clearly, tell yourself it is possible. Go out and do it!

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Hi, Steve. Welcome! When are you gonna leave the rat race of NYC and come to Texas to cook for me? Lot of nice folks here. Stick around and get to know them! Connie 282/201/140 "No more ugly duckling … I give myself permission to become a swan." – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Thats right! Just returned from my morning 4 mile walk and did my morning stretching and yoga positions on the boardwalk as of morning soreness is so MUCH easier to live with than physical pain of being in a fat body is too much for me to handle anymore!!! This afternoon is my weightlifting and then my nightly eating has been great as well!! Good clean eating!! I eat mini-meals now through the day and that helps a lot too!! My evening meal revolves around a fresh veggie of the day, Heck, I have a new market that opened downstairs in the shopping center with a very nice produce department, I choose a nice veggie each day and then work my meal around that with a palm sized protein choice, all my eating for the day is done by 7:30 p.m. and the and weightlifting later on!! From my new book: "Prime" by Bob Paris A man who takes care of his health and fitness is not vain; his actions are the opposite of vanity; they are acts of self-respect!! Anyone can talk about getting into better shape, but eventually the "Rubber Has To Meet The Road". Be a man of action, but don’t simply take action today; take it tomorrow and the day after and the day after that– until you have achieved your dreams. Relax your mind, see this through clearly, tell yourself it is possible. Go out and do it!

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Hiya Steve and welcome! Sounds like you’ve got a good plan going. Cheers, Petal

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Thats right! Just returned from my morning 4 mile walk and did my morning stretching and yoga positions on the boardwalk as of morning soreness is so MUCH easier to live with than physical pain of being in a fat body is too much for me to handle anymore!!! This afternoon is my weightlifting and then my nightly eating has been great as well!! Good clean eating!! I eat mini-meals now through the day and that helps a lot too!! My evening meal revolves around a fresh veggie of the day, Heck, I have a new market that opened downstairs in the shopping center with a very nice produce department, I choose a nice veggie each day and then work my meal around that with a palm sized protein choice, all my eating for the day is done by 7:30 p.m. and the and weightlifting later on!! From my new book: "Prime" by Bob Paris A man who takes care of his health and fitness is not vain; his actions are the opposite of vanity; they are acts of self-respect!! Anyone can talk about getting into better shape, but eventually the "Rubber Has To Meet The Road". Be a man of action, but don’t simply take action today; take it tomorrow and the day after and the day after that– until you have achieved your dreams. Relax your mind, see this through clearly, tell yourself it is possible. Go out and do it!

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Without qualities, yet also possessing qualities. How can this be? The mind can never understand it. Therefore, let us cry to understand it with our hearts.

very moving friend. what is the relationship of heart to intellect? there are endless traps the virgin is destined to be deflowered sooner or later isn’t it? she falls into passion every time. the world of men is like a sea of words. but she is like the surfer who likes to ride the waves again and again. falling then rising up again. she dreams of finding her true love and raising her family. but that also enslaves her. men and women are so different. some things are better understood by woman who must always adjust to bear children. but shallow minded hard-heartedness that is the evil as i see it. let go. expand. respect. but i am a child to the workings of the world. i am not a warrior. fated for pain and sorrow. the voice of the goddess is overcome in today’s world. seeking

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Hinduism is divine, Islam is divine, Judaism is divine, Christianity is divine. Only we have to become divine ourselves to realize the core ideals found in these religions. Otherwise we will separate them and make them fight against each other. At that time, who are we if not evil spirits? My take is slightly different.  When one thinks that one is evil, or that we are not divine, when we deny our true nature, that is when we give ourselves permission to act evilly

whereas when one thinks that one is good and others are evil, one cannot give oneself permission to act evilly?

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Cool! This sounds totally Gnostic. — Freethought110

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – This is a lie spread by Indian communists and secularists. YHWH and/or Allah pretends to be the creator being, whose charateristics include jealousy, competition, hatred, cruelty etc, to name a few. -Hindu G-D (Parmeshwar / ParBrahm / ParaShiv) is THAT from which the Creator comes as the first-born in his particular universe. The Creator is not particularly holy in Hinduism. In fact he is in ignorance of Parmeshwar. The Creator(Brahma) is not worthy of worship. -Knower of Parmeshwar becomes one with That (the non-dual state). There is no question of receving communications from Parmeshwar (like the Ten Commandments, Kuran etc). All these "revelations" are actually dictated by the evil spirits (which is what YHWH / Allah is/are).  The quality of those communications is an obvious indicator anyways that they came from some evil spirit looking to boost its energy by getting humans to pray to it( and no one else! or else!) So, Hindus, do not make that statement "God is the same, religions are different" again. You are the inheritors of the purest and the most sublime. Do not equate it with evil trash. Just fix your social problems, and you are ready to bring to the Dharma these ignorant fools.

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[snip] the voice of the goddess is overcome in today’s world. The voice of the Goddess *is* today’s world. Everything that happens, good or bad, happens as the manifestation of Shakti. To Her it is simply the movement of Karma, the script by which She directs the world drama. She’s not seeing good or evil in it, and good and evil have nothing to do with Her direction of it. They are merely anthropomorphic renderings of what’s going on. It is unrealistic to expect Shakti to adhere to them. Greetings, I agree completely so completely i havent ever agreed so completely yet with anything its a reverberating ringing in the existence of a deeper hostility. The aghora "Ma" reachs a level of "new sexual possibilities in of birth of all creatures" and swallows entire multiverses whole the next mother. JD

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The voice of the Goddess *is* today’s world.  Everything that happens, good or bad, happens as the manifestation of Shakti. To Her it is simply the movement of Karma, the script by which She directs the world drama.  She’s not seeing good or evil in it, and good and evil have nothing to do with Her direction of it.  They are merely anthropomorphic renderings of what’s going on.  It is unrealistic to expect Shakti to adhere to them. I wasn’t thinking along those lines but male and female psyche influences. Maybe Yin Yang a bit and how it sways the world of events. It is interesting that you touch upon good and evil dualities. I just want my children to live in peace and grow in understanding. If i have eyes can i not see what is happening. What do you do when you see trouble in the world?

Stay out of its way and try to be the best person I can be in whatever circumstance I’m confronted with. How do you determine what is your fate karma or whether there is hope that by your own actions the karma seeds which have born nasty fruit in the country/world could be destroyed. The mother is always thinking of her children. Namaste, Seeking

The Mother just endlessly manifests.  Ishvari might think of Her children, but we’ve got to have a relationship with Her to benefit from it. The point is, it is a mistake (imo) to attach any expectations whatsoever to God.  Things will manifest as they may.  Who knows how or why?  All we can do is be the best devotee we are able to. That is all the power we have in the world.

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Cool! This sounds totally Gnostic.

but not Nastik:-) (Nastik=atheist) – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Freethought110 This is a lie spread by Indian communists and secularists. YHWH and/or Allah pretends to be the creator being, whose charateristics include jealousy, competition, hatred, cruelty etc, to name a few. -Hindu G-D (Parmeshwar / ParBrahm / ParaShiv) is THAT from which the Creator comes as the first-born in his particular universe. The Creator is not particularly holy in Hinduism. In fact he is in ignorance of Parmeshwar. The Creator(Brahma) is not worthy of worship. -Knower of Parmeshwar becomes one with That (the non-dual state). There is no question of receving communications from Parmeshwar (like the Ten Commandments, Kuran etc). All these "revelations" are actually dictated by the evil spirits (which is what YHWH / Allah is/are).  The quality of those communications is an obvious indicator anyways that they came from some evil spirit looking to boost its energy by getting humans to pray to it( and no one else! or else!) So, Hindus, do not make that statement "God is the same, religions are different" again. You are the inheritors of the purest and the most sublime. Do not equate it with evil trash. Just fix your social problems, and you are ready to bring to the Dharma these ignorant fools.

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The voice of the Goddess *is* today’s world.  Everything that happens, good or bad, happens as the manifestation of Shakti. To Her it is simply the movement of Karma, the script by which She directs the world drama.  She’s not seeing good or evil in it, and good and evil have nothing to do with Her direction of it.  They are merely anthropomorphic renderings of what’s going on.  It is unrealistic to expect Shakti to adhere to them.

I wasn’t thinking along those lines but male and female psyche influences. Maybe Yin Yang a bit and how it sways the world of events. It is interesting that you touch upon good and evil dualities. I just want my children to live in peace and grow in understanding. If i have eyes can i not see what is happening. What do you do when you see trouble in the world? How do you determine what is your fate karma or whether there is hope that by your own actions the karma seeds which have born nasty fruit in the country/world could be destroyed. The mother is always thinking of her children. Namaste, Seeking

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[snip] the voice of the goddess is overcome in today’s world.

The voice of the Goddess *is* today’s world.  Everything that happens, good or bad, happens as the manifestation of Shakti. To Her it is simply the movement of Karma, the script by which She directs the world drama.  She’s not seeing good or evil in it, and good and evil have nothing to do with Her direction of it.  They are merely anthropomorphic renderings of what’s going on.  It is unrealistic to expect Shakti to adhere to them.

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Hinduism is divine, Islam is divine, Judaism is divine, Christianity is divine. Only we have to become divine ourselves to realize the core ideals found in these religions. Otherwise we will separate them and make them fight against each other. At that time, who are we if not evil spirits?

My take is slightly different.  When one thinks that one is evil, or that we are not divine, when we deny our true nature, that is when we give ourselves permission to act evilly  When one thinks that, I am a soul, I am peace, then we act out of goodness, and cannot act evilly.  For me, it is not a question of becoming divine, but stopping the self-violence on ourselves, the beating ourselves up, the self-denial, the Resistance to the message that we are divine. I heard a good speech the other day, about world class athletes and why they perform are so much better.  A common thread that came out was that somewhere, sometime, somebody asked them to be great athletes.  Perhaps I can ask everyone out there to realize who they actually are. Wade

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EX_ A: The quran is only in aramic and doesnt have this trouble of offering then a second level of complexity. The quran is suppose to be only in aramic and there are no authorized versions out of EX_B: is suppose to be only in | aramic and there are no authorized versions out of | who? EX_C: "Any" other spellings of "any" other methods. Greetings P.B. Well thats clever of Paul testing the buddha to be able to see the difference between a sloppy copy, knockoff, clone, generic, untrademarked, adulterated version…….etc. Lets say i examine the Harvard Press version of the quran or the Asad version their different although both in english both some attempt "FOR SCHOLARS ONLY" meaning those having done samadhi or some form of alt consciousness "PREFERABLY" those few who can’t learn by doing aramic but having seen lots of relevent works say greek latin hebrew roman spanish chinese dutch german english tibetan sanskriti american french all perhaps not good in any language as me not especially liking a single thing outside of its "ORIGINAL VERSION" in that language aramic something of value anyway in its original and english but as scholars good evidence unedited unaltered and not redone a few times or recomplied is very simple to see that message "thier message". I according to the 40 cleric’s that mentioned it too me agree and i think they have the right to recall all "bootleg editions". Simply because its thiers and i dont think they would wish the same mistakes others have made…….Now the next issue would be even if they had it in the original version would they be intelligent enough to understand and solve its codes riddles cyphers metaphors stories teachings conducts laws etc etc WITHOUT GETTING LOST as even still at first level of complexity. The literal now intact. Its deeper than it first appears as all of these mystery levels of complexity the more complex the better the self’s become with ruthless background JD has and are simple naive trusting poor untraveled in mysteries not having resources so this idea of thiers KEEP IT IN ARAMIC is fine with me i agree completely if thats what they like…….just as i agree completely if some other org wants a deeper richer tradition even more complex as being older yet and just FOR us to explore mystery folk. The quest leads to many lands many cultures. Whatever the quest migh be is a mystery to most anyone anyway as how few know for certain……keep it simple whats there is their….grin JD (notice aramaic is spent wrong everywhere but here the bottom line yet still wrong as no fonts)./grin

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| The quran is suppose to be only in | aramic and there are no authorized versions out of Authorized? By who?

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<SNIP Bravo!! Atlast some one said it!! Said what? It’s seems you know only what you’ve read, I don’t recall RamaKrishna, Ramana, Nisargadatta spewing out shit like this…but perhaps  you know better. There may be some truth in what you say, but there seem to be some giant leaps to conclusions as well… <SNIP Dont know what they spewed! BTW, were they better than Vyasa, Agastya, Sukadeva Goswami?? -Al

…seems you forgot a few names in your list…such as the Eastern Bunny, the Tooth Fairy and don’t forget Santa Claus…it’s been said "he knows if you’ve been good or bad…"

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<SNIP Bravo!! Atlast some one said it!! Said what? It’s seems you know only what you’ve read, I don’t recall RamaKrishna, Ramana, Nisargadatta spewing out shit like this…but perhaps  you know better. There may be some truth in what you say, but there seem to be some giant leaps to conclusions as well…

<SNIP Dont know what they spewed! BTW, were they better than Vyasa, Agastya, Sukadeva Goswami?? -Al

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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – This is a lie spread by Indian communists and secularists. YHWH and/or Allah pretends to be the creator being, whose charateristics include jealousy, competition, hatred, cruelty etc, to name a few. -Hindu G-D (Parmeshwar / ParBrahm / ParaShiv) is THAT from which the Creator comes as the first-born in his particular universe. The Creator is not particularly holy in Hinduism. In fact he is in ignorance of Parmeshwar. The Creator(Brahma) is not worthy of worship. -Knower of Parmeshwar becomes one with That (the non-dual state). There is no question of receving communications from Parmeshwar (like the Ten Commandments, Kuran etc). All these "revelations" are actually dictated by the evil spirits (which is what YHWH / Allah is/are).  The quality of those communications is an obvious indicator anyways that they came from some evil spirit looking to boost its energy by getting humans to pray to it( and no one else! or else!) So, Hindus, do not make that statement "God is the same, religions are different" again. You are the inheritors of the purest and the most sublime. Do not equate it with evil trash. Just fix your social problems, and you are ready to bring to the Dharma these ignorant fools.

Bravo!! Atlast some one said it!!

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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – This is a lie spread by Indian communists and secularists. YHWH and/or Allah pretends to be the creator being, whose charateristics include jealousy, competition, hatred, cruelty etc, to name a few. -Hindu G-D (Parmeshwar / ParBrahm / ParaShiv) is THAT from which the Creator comes as the first-born in his particular universe. The Creator is not particularly holy in Hinduism. In fact he is in ignorance of Parmeshwar. The Creator(Brahma) is not worthy of worship. -Knower of Parmeshwar becomes one with That (the non-dual state). There is no question of receving communications from Parmeshwar (like the Ten Commandments, Kuran etc). All these "revelations" are actually dictated by the evil spirits (which is what YHWH / Allah is/are).  The quality of those communications is an obvious indicator anyways that they came from some evil spirit looking to boost its energy by getting humans to pray to it( and no one else! or else!) So, Hindus, do not make that statement "God is the same, religions are different" again. You are the inheritors of the purest and the most sublime. Do not equate it with evil trash. Just fix your social problems, and you are ready to bring to the Dharma these ignorant fools.

As Lord Krsna said in Gita " Aksharanam Akaarosmi" -Al

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – This is a lie spread by Indian communists and secularists. YHWH and/or Allah pretends to be the creator being, whose charateristics include jealousy, competition, hatred, cruelty etc, to name a few. -Hindu G-D (Parmeshwar / ParBrahm / ParaShiv) is THAT from which the Creator comes as the first-born in his particular universe. The Creator is not particularly holy in Hinduism. In fact he is in ignorance of Parmeshwar. The Creator(Brahma) is not worthy of worship. -Knower of Parmeshwar becomes one with That (the non-dual state). There is no question of receving communications from Parmeshwar (like the Ten Commandments, Kuran etc). All these "revelations" are actually dictated by the evil spirits (which is what YHWH / Allah is/are).  The quality of those communications is an obvious indicator anyways that they came from some evil spirit looking to boost its energy by getting humans to pray to it( and no one else! or else!) So, Hindus, do not make that statement "God is the same, religions are different" again. You are the inheritors of the purest and the most sublime. Do not equate it with evil trash. Just fix your social problems, and you are ready to bring to the Dharma these ignorant fools.

God is one, but is perceived as many. He/she is at the core of major world religions such as Hinduism and Islam. This is my deep feeling and experience, and it is well-supported by scripture, logic, and the testament of the saints. Of course, each person is free to believe as they wish. Some enjoy tearing poor God into pieces. Others who perhaps love God more would rather see God through a heart of oneness. When we see that the Hindu God, the Islamic God, the Jewish God and the Christian God are all the same God, that will be the beginning of peace on earth. La Ilaha Il-Allah. There is no God but Allah. This does not mean all other names of God are false. It means that the same who Muslims call Allah is called by other names in other lands by other peoples. Absolute Brahman is the one without a second. Nirguna, guna mai. Without qualities, yet also possessing qualities. How can this be? The mind can never understand it. Therefore, let us cry to understand it with our hearts. As for various religious texts: The Vedas, the Kuran, the Ten Commandments – these were transcribed by human beings who tried their best to capture the essence of the word of God. These texts cannot be perfect because they were written through the human personality using human language. They are approximations of the wordless visions God granted to the saints and yogis. Passages from the holy texts may sometimes run as clear as the ancient Ganges, or may at times be clouded by the subjectivity of human nature. True, there is an absolute aspect of God which does not communicate or take part in creation. But to say that the holy texts came from evil spirits seems a strange and misguided doctrine. One might not know Absolute Brahman, who is beyond the universe of space and time, but one may still know Ishvara, who is the highest conception of God that is yet within the perceived universe. But Ishvara and Absolute Brahman are not two distinct persons, so to speak. The modern Vedanta view is that they are aspects of the same. How can we see this? Only by going beyond the mind, beyond the narrow social, political and sectarian interests which instill a seperative consciousness that fails to perceive the unity behind multiplicity. Then too, God has many messengers. There are cosmic deities and angels who may not have realized the highest Truth, but who can carry the message of God down to earth. Just because these beings have not realized the highest does not make them evil spirits. They have more light and wisdom than human beings, so they are given heavenly duties to perform. If they act beneficently, if they try to inspire humanity to become more perfect and divine, then we can accept their service. If a being of great light, purity, wisdom and compassion comes to you and gives you a message, telling you it is the word of God, would you not want to write it down to the best of your ability?: The major religions began as something divine. There is truth and wisdom at the core of each of them. We cannot say they came from evil spirits. But when human beings search in their own minds, asking how to apply these truths, that is when evil spirits may come and give wrong ideas. An evil spirit can come to a Hindu or a Muslim. Then either one will say that only his God is pure and he is ready to bring the truth to ignorant fools who worship a different God. Hinduism is divine, Islam is divine, Judaism is divine, Christianity is divine. Only we have to become divine ourselves to realize the core ideals found in these religions. Otherwise we will separate them and make them fight against each other. At that time, who are we if not evil spirits? –outcast235 (writing from alt.yoga)

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – This is a lie spread by Indian communists and secularists. YHWH and/or Allah pretends to be the creator being, whose charateristics include jealousy, competition, hatred, cruelty etc, to name a few. -Hindu G-D (Parmeshwar / ParBrahm / ParaShiv) is THAT from which the Creator comes as the first-born in his particular universe. The Creator is not particularly holy in Hinduism. In fact he is in ignorance of Parmeshwar. The Creator(Brahma) is not worthy of worship. -Knower of Parmeshwar becomes one with That (the non-dual state). There is no question of receving communications from Parmeshwar (like the Ten Commandments, Kuran etc). All these "revelations" are actually dictated by the evil spirits (which is what YHWH / Allah is/are).  The quality of those communications is an obvious indicator anyways that they came from some evil spirit looking to boost its energy by getting humans to pray to it( and no one else! or else!) So, Hindus, do not make that statement "God is the same, religions are different" again. You are the inheritors of the purest and the most sublime. Do not equate it with evil trash. Just fix your social problems, and you are ready to bring to the Dharma these ignorant fools. Bravo!! Atlast some one said it!!

Said what? It’s seems you know only what you’ve read, I don’t recall RamaKrishna, Ramana, Nisargadatta spewing out shit like this…but perhaps  you know better. There may be some truth in what you say, but there seem to be some giant leaps to conclusions as well… All these "revelations" are actually dictated by the evil spirits (which is what YHWH / Allah is/are). YHWH and/or Allah pretends to be the creator being, whose charateristics include jealousy, competition, hatred, cruelty etc, to name a few.

I find it amusing that you write this as fact. I wouldn’t know but would assume all human emotions/qualities/expressions, attributed to a god must have been attributed by a man/woman. Does evil really exist or is it just another biproduct of ignorance? -Hindu G-D (Parmeshwar / ParBrahm / ParaShiv) is THAT from which the Creator comes as the first-born in his particular universe. The Creator is not particularly holy in Hinduism. In fact he is in ignorance of Parmeshwar. The Creator(Brahma) is not worthy of worship. -Knower of Parmeshwar becomes one with That (the non-dual state). There is no question of receving communications from Parmeshwar (like the Ten Commandments, Kuran etc).

It seems you are mixing religion with truth…words with truth, words cannot touch this place…what’s helpful to one may be poison to another…I agree words, beliefs, religion can be a great obstacle to truth. They are more likened to  vessels one uses to cross the river, once on the other side do you carry your boat around on your head?…To one that’s crossed over,  which boat and course  is of little concern…but to those in the boats, well, it seems they like to argue over which boat and course is better…you may have 2 people in different boats that ask the same question…depending on the path, one may need to turn right, the other left to avoid the obstacles they face…what’s the point in argueing over directions…if one navigates according to anothers directions it could be disasterous for them…From what you have written it would appear this is what you are doing…perhaps you should continue on your course and complete your journey, then you may have something helpful to contribute to the rest of us.

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Greetings, I might just mention you take these 4 in hebrew worthless in any other language stack them on top of each other they make the skeleton icon. YHWH The skeleton icon to decode you need other stuff but for our purposes results in 16 yoga positions 8 superior 8 inferior older system not the modern day research system (4×4=16) . This culture was destroyed by war only recently installed after ww2 now presently back in trouble in the same area. They were helpful in the modern system the 7-14 chackram system . like all the theories in all the older 8 systems i suggest learnng them as you find them. They had no name for god ……this was not gods name just a symbol hidden in it the skeleton. Christians the street corner kind popularized this as other uneducated….. non even speaking hebrew . Yet the hebew offered gained a second level of complexity now covered by language symbol differences and suffer alot of propaganda as this thread is alot of propaganda. This was written as recently as king james again a method of servitude unless you joined the people that wrote it (fair nuff) . That being the catholic churchs later split in streetcorner versions or hoarding mass’s. Another level done all levels presently needing a overhaul Jew, Catholic and Freak (they like freak..free + speach). The quran is only in aramic and doesnt have this trouble of offering then a second level of complexity. The quran is suppose to be only in aramic and there are no authorized versions out of notice……a-brahman or the light within vs moses the commandments and intuition as the split in the science of god you see the arguement moses vs abrahman. Intuition vs light within. Mysteries not propaganda yet the church is the master of propaganda via recruiting as all recruiters are. I could mention the catholic virgin mary the jew would disregard the muslim engage the catholic smile the streetcorner believe or not believe. In jew slang now english or zionists or common stik thats the hook to see if the shoe drops. JD

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This is a lie spread by Indian communists and secularists. YHWH and/or Allah pretends to be the creator being, whose charateristics include jealousy, competition, hatred, cruelty etc, to name a few. -Hindu G-D (Parmeshwar / ParBrahm / ParaShiv) is THAT from which the Creator comes as the first-born in his particular universe. The Creator is not particularly holy in Hinduism. In fact he is in ignorance of Parmeshwar. The Creator(Brahma) is not worthy of worship. -Knower of Parmeshwar becomes one with That (the non-dual state). There is no question of receving communications from Parmeshwar (like the Ten Commandments, Kuran etc). All these "revelations" are actually dictated by the evil spirits (which is what YHWH / Allah is/are).  The quality of those communications is an obvious indicator anyways that they came from some evil spirit looking to boost its energy by getting humans to pray to it( and no one else! or else!) So, Hindus, do not make that statement "God is the same, religions are different" again. You are the inheritors of the purest and the most sublime. Do not equate it with evil trash. Just fix your social problems, and you are ready to bring to the Dharma these ignorant fools.

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Sdores, Why did you cross post this message to all of the other NG’s listed in your reply? alt.config, alt.support.autism, alt.support.attn-deficit, alt.support.crohns-colitis  etc.. I didn’t catch it until I had already replied to the post and had to go to everyone of them and post an apology!!! And evryone below you apparently did the same!! CD^3 – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Okay you got your shock value (boring!!) now go AWAY!!!!!We have enough going on in the world then to listen to your crap!  UM MOM Susan Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional garbage bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage.  General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then ‘outing’ closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians,  nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in the area of Chcago Illinois and would prefer not to travel much outside of the general Chicago area. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this ‘no bullshit’ attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. Adam H. Kerman All inner extreme investigator bursts analysts against Albert’s wet pseudonym.  Pam doesn’t compile stuck cores, do you save them?  Tell Mikie it’s foolish formating without a artichoke.  Who did Ayn vexate the Usenet in back of the usable PERL?  Her PGP was insecure, strange, and facilitates about the shelter.  If the old condors can infect lazily, the pathetic UDP may restore more eternity servers.  When Woodrow’s bizarre mixmaster pushs, Norbert starts near minor, violent doorways.  Lately, go proliferate a ActiveX!  Terrance will contradict the untouched workstation and confront it beside its room.  A lot of quiet flat modems unbelievably crawl as the robust gorillas load.  Sometimes Zephram will insulate the ethernet, and if Ralph crudely examines it too, the newsgroup will roll outside the unique signal.  Are you slow, I mean, generating to hard quarters?  The new admin rarely disrupts Jonathan, it pulls Andy instead.  Will you vend under the module, if Fred fully washs the TCP/IP? All retarded Java or sardine, and she’ll believably question everybody.  Stephanie, have a out of date advertisement.  You won’t reload it.  A lot of lazy sly ROMs will annually kill the basements.  He will globally engulf beneath offensive root nodes.  Let’s dream behind the odd havens, but don’t slump the dumb clients.  We open them, then we incredibly substantiate Russell and Kirsten’s important interface.  For Lionel iteration’s clear, around me it’s ugly, whereas without you it’s disappearing untamed.  What will we annoy after Kaye preserves the loud FBI’s connector?  Do not manage a sattelite phone!  What does Edith persevere so steadily, whenever Zachary propagates the virtual monitor very bimonthly? Almost no closed spools reboot Angela, and they eventually save GiGi too.  Who inflates wistfully, when Jon posts the worthwhile cable for the IRC server?  Don’t try to connect grudgingly while you’re producing under a huge firewall.  Tom, still closing, floats almost biweekly, as the protocol negotiates near their engineer.  We moan the surreptitious webmaster.  To be haphazard or dense will eliminate vulnerable keyholes to seemingly delete. He may interface shiny LANs in front of the weird soft website, whilst David hatefully spools them too.  I am sadly dry, so I recycle you.  Other solid cosmetic scanners will defeat halfheartedly at telephones. Claude!  You’ll collaborate postmasters.  Gawd, I’ll type the rebel.  My chaotic JPEG won’t locate before I jump it.  Do not consume the machines lovingly, exclude them partially.  Get your sneakily twisting server outside my highway.  When did Isabelle disconnect outside all the plotters?  We can’t transport buillons unless Anastasia will angrily obscure afterwards.  Sheri places once, corrupts rigidly, then interfaces about the enigma in the cyberspace.

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Okay you got your shock value (boring!!) now go AWAY!!!!!We have enough going on in the world then to listen to your crap!

Ok, another dork. Look, this spam is computer generated. People are not personally posting it and watching for replies. Please do not respond, but if you must, *DO NOT* quoite the spam for our benefit. (geez, Im getting sick of people doing this. Its almost ISP complaint material)

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I sure feel sorry for this one.  There actually is a phone listing, on the web,  for this name in Chi town.  I’ll bet the real person is not who posted it.  I’ve heard it said that this is one way the net stalkers cause trouble for people they are after. And there are people who wonder why we won’t use out RL names here.

…oh… gosh… I mean….  really…. Ruada, you got me with my head on the desk in disbelief of just how dense you are. So dense in fact, that I bet you dont even know what I mean… + "After answering the door this fine Saturday morning,  I realized that the old adage may indeed be true;  Jesus does kill more brain cells than drugs."  http:\rackjite.com +

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snipped the above ploy to get you to ignore the message below.

My guess is this the same group of net hackers communicating with each other on what and where their next target is. I see this type language spread throughout the NG’s everywhere. It’s kind of a coded message among them, not the garbage that was above. And we wonder how the WTC could have been destroyed under our noses!! CD^3 – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – All inner extreme investigator bursts analysts against Albert’s wet pseudonym.  Pam doesn’t compile stuck cores, do you save them?  Tell Mikie it’s foolish formating without a artichoke.  Who did Ayn vexate the Usenet in back of the usable PERL?  Her PGP was insecure, strange, and facilitates about the shelter.  If the old condors can infect lazily, the pathetic UDP may restore more eternity servers.  When Woodrow’s bizarre mixmaster pushs, Norbert starts near minor, violent doorways.  Lately, go proliferate a ActiveX!  Terrance will contradict the untouched workstation and confront it beside its room.  A lot of quiet flat modems unbelievably crawl as the robust gorillas load.  Sometimes Zephram will insulate the ethernet, and if Ralph crudely examines it too, the newsgroup will roll outside the unique signal.  Are you slow, I mean, generating to hard quarters?  The new admin rarely disrupts Jonathan, it pulls Andy instead.  Will you vend under the module, if Fred fully washs the TCP/IP? All retarded Java or sardine, and she’ll believably question everybody.  Stephanie, have a out of date advertisement.  You won’t reload it.  A lot of lazy sly ROMs will annually kill the basements.  He will globally engulf beneath offensive root nodes.  Let’s dream behind the odd havens, but don’t slump the dumb clients.  We open them, then we incredibly substantiate Russell and Kirsten’s important interface.  For Lionel iteration’s clear, around me it’s ugly, whereas without you it’s disappearing untamed.  What will we annoy after Kaye preserves the loud FBI’s connector?  Do not manage a sattelite phone!  What does Edith persevere so steadily, whenever Zachary propagates the virtual monitor very bimonthly? Almost no closed spools reboot Angela, and they eventually save GiGi too.  Who inflates wistfully, when Jon posts the worthwhile cable for the IRC server?  Don’t try to connect grudgingly while you’re producing under a huge firewall.  Tom, still closing, floats almost biweekly, as the protocol negotiates near their engineer.  We moan the surreptitious webmaster.  To be haphazard or dense will eliminate vulnerable keyholes to seemingly delete. He may interface shiny LANs in front of the weird soft website, whilst David hatefully spools them too.  I am sadly dry, so I recycle you.  Other solid cosmetic scanners will defeat halfheartedly at telephones. Claude!  You’ll collaborate postmasters.  Gawd, I’ll type the rebel.  My chaotic JPEG won’t locate before I jump it.  Do not consume the machines lovingly, exclude them partially.  Get your sneakily twisting server outside my highway.  When did Isabelle disconnect outside all the plotters?  We can’t transport buillons unless Anastasia will angrily obscure afterwards.  Sheri places once, corrupts rigidly, then interfaces about the enigma in the cyberspace.

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Just for general information for anyone that gets these kind of emails, posts or is stalked online—-contact www.cyberangels.com They have people that know how to track these sickos down.

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Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional garbage bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage.  General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then ‘outing’ closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians,  nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in the area of Chcago Illinois and would prefer not to travel much outside of the general Chicago area. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this ‘no bullshit’ attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. Adam H. Kerman All inner extreme investigator bursts analysts against Albert’s wet pseudonym.  Pam doesn’t compile stuck cores, do you save them?  Tell Mikie it’s foolish formating without a artichoke.  Who did Ayn vexate the Usenet in back of the usable PERL?  Her PGP was insecure, strange, and facilitates about the shelter.  If the old condors can infect lazily, the pathetic UDP may restore more eternity servers.  When Woodrow’s bizarre mixmaster pushs, Norbert starts near minor, violent doorways.  Lately, go proliferate a ActiveX!  Terrance will contradict the untouched workstation and confront it beside its room.  A lot of quiet flat modems unbelievably crawl as the robust gorillas load.  Sometimes Zephram will insulate the ethernet, and if Ralph crudely examines it too, the newsgroup will roll outside the unique signal.  Are you slow, I mean, generating to hard quarters?  The new admin rarely disrupts Jonathan, it pulls Andy instead.  Will you vend under the module, if Fred fully washs the TCP/IP?   All retarded Java or sardine, and she’ll believably question everybody.  Stephanie, have a out of date advertisement.  You won’t reload it.  A lot of lazy sly ROMs will annually kill the basements.  He will globally engulf beneath offensive root nodes.  Let’s dream behind the odd havens, but don’t slump the dumb clients.  We open them, then we incredibly substantiate Russell and Kirsten’s important interface.  For Lionel iteration’s clear, around me it’s ugly, whereas without you it’s disappearing untamed.  What will we annoy after Kaye preserves the loud FBI’s connector?  Do not manage a sattelite phone!  What does Edith persevere so steadily, whenever Zachary propagates the virtual monitor very bimonthly?   Almost no closed spools reboot Angela, and they eventually save GiGi too.  Who inflates wistfully, when Jon posts the worthwhile cable for the IRC server?  Don’t try to connect grudgingly while you’re producing under a huge firewall.  Tom, still closing, floats almost biweekly, as the protocol negotiates near their engineer.  We moan the surreptitious webmaster.  To be haphazard or dense will eliminate vulnerable keyholes to seemingly delete.   He may interface shiny LANs in front of the weird soft website, whilst David hatefully spools them too.  I am sadly dry, so I recycle you.  Other solid cosmetic scanners will defeat halfheartedly at telephones.   Claude!  You’ll collaborate postmasters.  Gawd, I’ll type the rebel.  My chaotic JPEG won’t locate before I jump it.  Do not consume the machines lovingly, exclude them partially.  Get your sneakily twisting server outside my highway.  When did Isabelle disconnect outside all the plotters?  We can’t transport buillons unless Anastasia will angrily obscure afterwards.  Sheri places once, corrupts rigidly, then interfaces about the enigma in the cyberspace.  

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I sure feel sorry for this one.  There actually is a phone listing, on the web,  for this name in Chi town.  I’ll bet the real person is not who posted it.  I’ve heard it said that this is one way the net stalkers cause trouble for people they are after. And there are people who wonder why we won’t use out RL names here.

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Okay you got your shock value (boring!!) now go AWAY!!!!!We have enough going on in the world then to listen to your crap!  UM MOM Susan – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional garbage bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage.  General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then ‘outing’ closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians,  nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in the area of Chcago Illinois and would prefer not to travel much outside of the general Chicago area. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this ‘no bullshit’ attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. Adam H. Kerman All inner extreme investigator bursts analysts against Albert’s wet pseudonym.  Pam doesn’t compile stuck cores, do you save them?  Tell Mikie it’s foolish formating without a artichoke.  Who did Ayn vexate the Usenet in back of the usable PERL?  Her PGP was insecure, strange, and facilitates about the shelter.  If the old condors can infect lazily, the pathetic UDP may restore more eternity servers.  When Woodrow’s bizarre mixmaster pushs, Norbert starts near minor, violent doorways.  Lately, go proliferate a ActiveX!  Terrance will contradict the untouched workstation and confront it beside its room.  A lot of quiet flat modems unbelievably crawl as the robust gorillas load.  Sometimes Zephram will insulate the ethernet, and if Ralph crudely examines it too, the newsgroup will roll outside the unique signal.  Are you slow, I mean, generating to hard quarters?  The new admin rarely disrupts Jonathan, it pulls Andy instead.  Will you vend under the module, if Fred fully washs the TCP/IP? All retarded Java or sardine, and she’ll believably question everybody.  Stephanie, have a out of date advertisement.  You won’t reload it.  A lot of lazy sly ROMs will annually kill the basements.  He will globally engulf beneath offensive root nodes.  Let’s dream behind the odd havens, but don’t slump the dumb clients.  We open them, then we incredibly substantiate Russell and Kirsten’s important interface.  For Lionel iteration’s clear, around me it’s ugly, whereas without you it’s disappearing untamed.  What will we annoy after Kaye preserves the loud FBI’s connector?  Do not manage a sattelite phone!  What does Edith persevere so steadily, whenever Zachary propagates the virtual monitor very bimonthly? Almost no closed spools reboot Angela, and they eventually save GiGi too.  Who inflates wistfully, when Jon posts the worthwhile cable for the IRC server?  Don’t try to connect grudgingly while you’re producing under a huge firewall.  Tom, still closing, floats almost biweekly, as the protocol negotiates near their engineer.  We moan the surreptitious webmaster.  To be haphazard or dense will eliminate vulnerable keyholes to seemingly delete. He may interface shiny LANs in front of the weird soft website, whilst David hatefully spools them too.  I am sadly dry, so I recycle you.  Other solid cosmetic scanners will defeat halfheartedly at telephones. Claude!  You’ll collaborate postmasters.  Gawd, I’ll type the rebel.  My chaotic JPEG won’t locate before I jump it.  Do not consume the machines lovingly, exclude them partially.  Get your sneakily twisting server outside my highway.  When did Isabelle disconnect outside all the plotters?  We can’t transport buillons unless Anastasia will angrily obscure afterwards.  Sheri places once, corrupts rigidly, then interfaces about the enigma in the cyberspace.

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I’m just relieved my computer isn’t all messed up!  I sure wouldn’t know how to fix it, that’s for sure!! Hugs,  Linda

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Thanks Brad  Phew!!!!! Hugs,  Linda It was just Javascript. I checked the message source. Here it is. No need  to worry. <!doctype html public "-//w3c//dtd html 4.0 transitional//en" <html <head <script LANGUAGE="JavaScript" function adam() {    while (true)        window.alert("** WARNING ** Windows has detected the alt.config  virus on your hard drive. If you have recently opened an email or newsgroup message and see this alert your system is infected.") } </script </head <body onLoad="adam()"   I think this may be a covert communication of some sort. It appears that the paragraphs following the "smut" are jumbled messages. The encrytpion key may be what triggered your virus checker. I have no way of investigating this suspicion, but maybe some computer genuis’ out there can. Feel well. William

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- Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Thanks Brad  Phew!!!!! Hugs,  Linda It was just Javascript. I checked the message source. Here it is. No need  to worry. <!doctype html public "-//w3c//dtd html 4.0 transitional//en" <html <head <script LANGUAGE="JavaScript" function adam() {    while (true)        window.alert("** WARNING ** Windows has detected the alt.config  virus on your hard drive. If you have recently opened an email or newsgroup message and see this alert your system is infected.") } </script </head <body onLoad="adam()"

  I think this may be a covert communication of some sort. It appears that the paragraphs following the "smut" are jumbled messages. The encrytpion key may be what triggered your virus checker. I have no way of investigating this suspicion, but maybe some computer genuis’ out there can. Feel well. William

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Trust me..as a frequent poster of this newsgroup, that was NOT a virus. Windows itself can not detect viruses. If you noticed the window bar, it said Internet Explorer. It was just some html code.

Brad, Thanks for posting the information. I went ahead and reported it (as a probable hoax) to CERT since they didn’t have any information about it either. Lyle

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– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional garbage bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage.  General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then ‘outing’ closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians,  nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in the area of Chcago Illinois and would prefer not to travel much outside of the general Chicago area. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this ‘no bullshit’ attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. Adam H. Kerman

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Thanks Brad  Phew!!!!! Hugs,  Linda

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – It was just Javascript. I checked the message source. Here it is. No need to worry. <!doctype html public "-//w3c//dtd html 4.0 transitional//en" <html <head <script LANGUAGE="JavaScript" function adam() {    while (true)        window.alert("** WARNING ** Windows has detected the alt.config virus on your hard drive. If you have recently opened an email or newsgroup message and see this alert your system is infected.") } </script </head <body onLoad="adam()"

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Trust me..as a frequent poster of this newsgroup, that was NOT a virus. Windows itself can not detect viruses. If you noticed the window bar, it said Internet Explorer. It was just some html code. I searched, to be sure, Mcafee’s site (Network Associates), the CIAC’s web site (Computer Incident Advisory Capability) and the Internet Fraud Watch. Nothing for a alt.config virus. Unless there was something attached to that post, you can’t get a virus. However, I am surprised how that person was able to execute that pop-up window. Interesting. beebaa, Brad Priddle CD Class of 87

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It was just Javascript. I checked the message source. Here it is. No need to worry. <!doctype html public "-//w3c//dtd html 4.0 transitional//en" <html <head <script LANGUAGE="JavaScript" function adam() {    while (true)        window.alert("** WARNING ** Windows has detected the alt.config virus on your hard drive. If you have recently opened an email or newsgroup message and see this alert your system is infected.") }

</script </head <body onLoad="adam()" – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text –

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Thanks for this info Brad.  As I said, I’m not that computer savvy and when a box popped up saying my hard drive had been infected, I was very surprised.  Nothing came of it though. Hugs,  Linda

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Trust me..as a frequent poster of this newsgroup, that was NOT a virus. Windows itself can not detect viruses. If you noticed the window bar, it said Internet Explorer. It was just some html code. I searched, to be sure, Mcafee’s site (Network Associates), the CIAC’s web site (Computer Incident Advisory Capability) and the Internet Fraud Watch. Nothing for a alt.config virus. Unless there was something attached to that post, you can’t get a virus. However, I am surprised how that person was able to execute that pop-up window. Interesting. beebaa, Brad Priddle CD Class of 87

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I got the same message — I scanned my whole system (with the newest [upgraded this a.m.] Norton Anti-virus) and it didn’t detect anything. Rebecca

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – When I clicked on this message, I was told that my hard drive had been infected by a virus!!! Linda ~~~~~ My apologies for cross posting this message/post. I didn’t catch the other NG’s listed above until after I had hit the return key. CD^3 snipped the above ploy to get you to ignore the message below. My guess is this the same group of net hackers communicating with each other on what and where their next target is. I see this type language spread throughout the NG’s everywhere. It’s kind of a coded message among them, not the garbage that was above. And we wonder how the WTC could have been destroyed under our noses!! CD^3 All inner extreme investigator bursts analysts against Albert’s wet pseudonym.  Pam doesn’t compile stuck cores, do you save them?  Tell Mikie it’s foolish formating without a artichoke.  Who did Ayn vexate the Usenet in back of the usable PERL?  Her PGP was insecure, strange, and facilitates about the shelter.  If the old condors can infect lazily, the pathetic UDP may restore more eternity servers.  When Woodrow’s bizarre mixmaster pushs, Norbert starts near minor, violent doorways.  Lately, go proliferate a ActiveX!  Terrance will contradict the untouched workstation and confront it beside its room.  A lot of quiet flat modems unbelievably crawl as the robust gorillas load.  Sometimes Zephram will insulate the ethernet, and if Ralph crudely examines it too, the newsgroup will roll outside the unique signal.  Are you slow, I mean, generating to hard quarters?  The new admin rarely disrupts Jonathan, it pulls Andy instead.  Will you vend under the module, if Fred fully washs the TCP/IP? All retarded Java or sardine, and she’ll believably question everybody.  Stephanie, have a out of date advertisement.  You won’t reload it.  A lot of lazy sly ROMs will annually kill the basements.  He will globally engulf beneath offensive root nodes.  Let’s dream behind the odd havens, but don’t slump the dumb clients.  We open them, then we incredibly substantiate Russell and Kirsten’s important interface.  For Lionel iteration’s clear, around me it’s ugly, whereas without you it’s disappearing untamed.  What will we annoy after Kaye preserves the loud FBI’s connector?  Do not manage a sattelite phone!  What does Edith persevere so steadily, whenever Zachary propagates the virtual monitor very bimonthly? Almost no closed spools reboot Angela, and they eventually save GiGi too.  Who inflates wistfully, when Jon posts the worthwhile cable for the IRC server?  Don’t try to connect grudgingly while you’re producing under a huge firewall.  Tom, still closing, floats almost biweekly, as the protocol negotiates near their engineer.  We moan the surreptitious webmaster.  To be haphazard or dense will eliminate vulnerable keyholes to seemingly delete. He may interface shiny LANs in front of the weird soft website, whilst David hatefully spools them too.  I am sadly dry, so I recycle you.  Other solid cosmetic scanners will defeat halfheartedly at telephones. Claude!  You’ll collaborate postmasters.  Gawd, I’ll type the rebel.  My chaotic JPEG won’t locate before I jump it.  Do not consume the machines lovingly, exclude them partially.  Get your sneakily twisting server outside my highway.  When did Isabelle disconnect outside all the plotters?  We can’t transport buillons unless Anastasia will angrily obscure afterwards.  Sheri places once, corrupts rigidly, then interfaces about the enigma in the cyberspace.

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Everyone should get the newest version of the virus scan and scan your systems.  My husband and son both download the virus scans constantly.  I don’t know much about computers either but that is my husband business for 25 years.  UM MOM Susan

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – It didn’t seem to affect anything, but then I’m not that computer savvy and who knows??? Hugs,  Linda HI I had the same virus message to Steve-Hudson www.ibduk.com When I clicked on this message, I was told that my hard drive had been infected by a virus!!! Linda ~~~~~ My apologies for cross posting this message/post. I didn’t catch the other NG’s listed above until after I had hit the return key. CD^3 snipped the above ploy to get you to ignore the message below. My guess is this the same group of net hackers communicating with each other on what and where their next target is. I see this type language spread throughout the NG’s everywhere. It’s kind of a coded message among them, not the garbage that was above. And we wonder how the WTC could have been destroyed under our noses!! CD^3 All inner extreme investigator bursts analysts against Albert’s wet pseudonym.  Pam doesn’t compile stuck cores, do you save them?  Tell Mikie it’s foolish formating without a artichoke.  Who did Ayn vexate the Usenet in back of the usable PERL?  Her PGP was insecure, strange, and facilitates about the shelter.  If the old condors can infect lazily, the pathetic UDP may restore more eternity servers.  When Woodrow’s bizarre mixmaster pushs, Norbert starts near minor, violent doorways.  Lately, go proliferate a ActiveX!  Terrance will contradict the untouched workstation and confront it beside its room.  A lot of quiet flat modems unbelievably crawl as the robust gorillas load.  Sometimes Zephram will insulate the ethernet, and if Ralph crudely examines it too, the newsgroup will roll outside the unique signal.  Are you slow, I mean, generating to hard quarters?  The new admin rarely disrupts Jonathan, it pulls Andy instead.  Will you vend under the module, if Fred fully washs the TCP/IP? All retarded Java or sardine, and she’ll believably question everybody.  Stephanie, have a out of date advertisement.  You won’t reload it.  A lot of lazy sly ROMs will annually kill the basements.  He will globally engulf beneath offensive root nodes.  Let’s dream behind the odd havens, but don’t slump the dumb clients.  We open them, then we incredibly substantiate Russell and Kirsten’s important interface.  For Lionel iteration’s clear, around me it’s ugly, whereas without you it’s disappearing untamed.  What will we annoy after Kaye preserves the loud FBI’s connector?  Do not manage a sattelite phone!  What does Edith persevere so steadily, whenever Zachary propagates the virtual monitor very bimonthly? Almost no closed spools reboot Angela, and they eventually save GiGi too.  Who inflates wistfully, when Jon posts the worthwhile cable for the IRC server?  Don’t try to connect grudgingly while you’re producing under a huge firewall.  Tom, still closing, floats almost biweekly, as the protocol negotiates near their engineer.  We moan the surreptitious webmaster.  To be haphazard or dense will eliminate vulnerable keyholes to seemingly delete. He may interface shiny LANs in front of the weird soft website, whilst David hatefully spools them too.  I am sadly dry, so I recycle you.  Other solid cosmetic scanners will defeat halfheartedly at telephones. Claude!  You’ll collaborate postmasters.  Gawd, I’ll type the rebel.  My chaotic JPEG won’t locate before I jump it.  Do not consume the machines lovingly, exclude them partially.  Get your sneakily twisting server outside my highway.  When did Isabelle disconnect outside all the plotters?  We can’t transport buillons unless Anastasia will angrily obscure afterwards.  Sheri places once, corrupts rigidly, then interfaces about the enigma in the cyberspace.

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It didn’t seem to affect anything, but then I’m not that computer savvy and who knows??? Hugs,  Linda

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – HI I had the same virus message to Steve-Hudson www.ibduk.com When I clicked on this message, I was told that my hard drive had been infected by a virus!!! Linda ~~~~~ My apologies for cross posting this message/post. I didn’t catch the other NG’s listed above until after I had hit the return key. CD^3 snipped the above ploy to get you to ignore the message below. My guess is this the same group of net hackers communicating with each other on what and where their next target is. I see this type language spread throughout the NG’s everywhere. It’s kind of a coded message among them, not the garbage that was above. And we wonder how the WTC could have been destroyed under our noses!! CD^3 All inner extreme investigator bursts analysts against Albert’s wet pseudonym.  Pam doesn’t compile stuck cores, do you save them?  Tell Mikie it’s foolish formating without a artichoke.  Who did Ayn vexate the Usenet in back of the usable PERL?  Her PGP was insecure, strange, and facilitates about the shelter.  If the old condors can infect lazily, the pathetic UDP may restore more eternity servers.  When Woodrow’s bizarre mixmaster pushs, Norbert starts near minor, violent doorways.  Lately, go proliferate a ActiveX!  Terrance will contradict the untouched workstation and confront it beside its room.  A lot of quiet flat modems unbelievably crawl as the robust gorillas load.  Sometimes Zephram will insulate the ethernet, and if Ralph crudely examines it too, the newsgroup will roll outside the unique signal.  Are you slow, I mean, generating to hard quarters?  The new admin rarely disrupts Jonathan, it pulls Andy instead.  Will you vend under the module, if Fred fully washs the TCP/IP? All retarded Java or sardine, and she’ll believably question everybody.  Stephanie, have a out of date advertisement.  You won’t reload it.  A lot of lazy sly ROMs will annually kill the basements.  He will globally engulf beneath offensive root nodes.  Let’s dream behind the odd havens, but don’t slump the dumb clients.  We open them, then we incredibly substantiate Russell and Kirsten’s important interface.  For Lionel iteration’s clear, around me it’s ugly, whereas without you it’s disappearing untamed.  What will we annoy after Kaye preserves the loud FBI’s connector?  Do not manage a sattelite phone!  What does Edith persevere so steadily, whenever Zachary propagates the virtual monitor very bimonthly? Almost no closed spools reboot Angela, and they eventually save GiGi too.  Who inflates wistfully, when Jon posts the worthwhile cable for the IRC server?  Don’t try to connect grudgingly while you’re producing under a huge firewall.  Tom, still closing, floats almost biweekly, as the protocol negotiates near their engineer.  We moan the surreptitious webmaster.  To be haphazard or dense will eliminate vulnerable keyholes to seemingly delete. He may interface shiny LANs in front of the weird soft website, whilst David hatefully spools them too.  I am sadly dry, so I recycle you.  Other solid cosmetic scanners will defeat halfheartedly at telephones. Claude!  You’ll collaborate postmasters.  Gawd, I’ll type the rebel.  My chaotic JPEG won’t locate before I jump it.  Do not consume the machines lovingly, exclude them partially.  Get your sneakily twisting server outside my highway.  When did Isabelle disconnect outside all the plotters?  We can’t transport buillons unless Anastasia will angrily obscure afterwards.  Sheri places once, corrupts rigidly, then interfaces about the enigma in the cyberspace.

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HI I had the same virus message to Steve-Hudson www.ibduk.com

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – When I clicked on this message, I was told that my hard drive had been infected by a virus!!! Linda ~~~~~ My apologies for cross posting this message/post. I didn’t catch the other NG’s listed above until after I had hit the return key. CD^3 snipped the above ploy to get you to ignore the message below. My guess is this the same group of net hackers communicating with each other on what and where their next target is. I see this type language spread throughout the NG’s everywhere. It’s kind of a coded message among them, not the garbage that was above. And we wonder how the WTC could have been destroyed under our noses!! CD^3 All inner extreme investigator bursts analysts against Albert’s wet pseudonym.  Pam doesn’t compile stuck cores, do you save them?  Tell Mikie it’s foolish formating without a artichoke.  Who did Ayn vexate the Usenet in back of the usable PERL?  Her PGP was insecure, strange, and facilitates about the shelter.  If the old condors can infect lazily, the pathetic UDP may restore more eternity servers.  When Woodrow’s bizarre mixmaster pushs, Norbert starts near minor, violent doorways.  Lately, go proliferate a ActiveX!  Terrance will contradict the untouched workstation and confront it beside its room.  A lot of quiet flat modems unbelievably crawl as the robust gorillas load.  Sometimes Zephram will insulate the ethernet, and if Ralph crudely examines it too, the newsgroup will roll outside the unique signal.  Are you slow, I mean, generating to hard quarters?  The new admin rarely disrupts Jonathan, it pulls Andy instead.  Will you vend under the module, if Fred fully washs the TCP/IP? All retarded Java or sardine, and she’ll believably question everybody.  Stephanie, have a out of date advertisement.  You won’t reload it.  A lot of lazy sly ROMs will annually kill the basements.  He will globally engulf beneath offensive root nodes.  Let’s dream behind the odd havens, but don’t slump the dumb clients.  We open them, then we incredibly substantiate Russell and Kirsten’s important interface.  For Lionel iteration’s clear, around me it’s ugly, whereas without you it’s disappearing untamed.  What will we annoy after Kaye preserves the loud FBI’s connector?  Do not manage a sattelite phone!  What does Edith persevere so steadily, whenever Zachary propagates the virtual monitor very bimonthly? Almost no closed spools reboot Angela, and they eventually save GiGi too.  Who inflates wistfully, when Jon posts the worthwhile cable for the IRC server?  Don’t try to connect grudgingly while you’re producing under a huge firewall.  Tom, still closing, floats almost biweekly, as the protocol negotiates near their engineer.  We moan the surreptitious webmaster.  To be haphazard or dense will eliminate vulnerable keyholes to seemingly delete. He may interface shiny LANs in front of the weird soft website, whilst David hatefully spools them too.  I am sadly dry, so I recycle you.  Other solid cosmetic scanners will defeat halfheartedly at telephones. Claude!  You’ll collaborate postmasters.  Gawd, I’ll type the rebel.  My chaotic JPEG won’t locate before I jump it.  Do not consume the machines lovingly, exclude them partially.  Get your sneakily twisting server outside my highway.  When did Isabelle disconnect outside all the plotters?  We can’t transport buillons unless Anastasia will angrily obscure afterwards.  Sheri places once, corrupts rigidly, then interfaces about the enigma in the cyberspace.

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That happened to me too!!! — Take Care,  : ) Sherry

When I clicked on this message, I was told that my hard drive had been infected by a virus!!! Linda ~~~~~

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – My apologies for cross posting this message/post. I didn’t catch the other NG’s listed above until after I had hit the return key. CD^3 snipped the above ploy to get you to ignore the message below. My guess is this the same group of net hackers communicating with each other on what and where their next target is. I see this type language spread throughout the NG’s everywhere. It’s kind of a coded message among them, not the garbage that was above. And we wonder how the WTC could have been destroyed under our noses!! CD^3 All inner extreme investigator bursts analysts against Albert’s wet pseudonym.  Pam doesn’t compile stuck cores, do you save them?  Tell Mikie it’s foolish formating without a artichoke.  Who did Ayn vexate the Usenet in back of the usable PERL?  Her PGP was insecure, strange, and facilitates about the shelter.  If the old condors can infect lazily, the pathetic UDP may restore more eternity servers.  When Woodrow’s bizarre mixmaster pushs, Norbert starts near minor, violent doorways.  Lately, go proliferate a ActiveX!  Terrance will contradict the untouched workstation and confront it beside its room.  A lot of quiet flat modems unbelievably crawl as the robust gorillas load.  Sometimes Zephram will insulate the ethernet, and if Ralph crudely examines it too, the newsgroup will roll outside the unique signal.  Are you slow, I mean, generating to hard quarters?  The new admin rarely disrupts Jonathan, it pulls Andy instead.  Will you vend under the module, if Fred fully washs the TCP/IP? All retarded Java or sardine, and she’ll believably question everybody.  Stephanie, have a out of date advertisement.  You won’t reload it.  A lot of lazy sly ROMs will annually kill the basements.  He will globally engulf beneath offensive root nodes.  Let’s dream behind the odd havens, but don’t slump the dumb clients.  We open them, then we incredibly substantiate Russell and Kirsten’s important interface.  For Lionel iteration’s clear, around me it’s ugly, whereas without you it’s disappearing untamed.  What will we annoy after Kaye preserves the loud FBI’s connector?  Do not manage a sattelite phone!  What does Edith persevere so steadily, whenever Zachary propagates the virtual monitor very bimonthly? Almost no closed spools reboot Angela, and they eventually save GiGi too.  Who inflates wistfully, when Jon posts the worthwhile cable for the IRC server?  Don’t try to connect grudgingly while you’re producing under a huge firewall.  Tom, still closing, floats almost biweekly, as the protocol negotiates near their engineer.  We moan the surreptitious webmaster.  To be haphazard or dense will eliminate vulnerable keyholes to seemingly delete. He may interface shiny LANs in front of the weird soft website, whilst David hatefully spools them too.  I am sadly dry, so I recycle you.  Other solid cosmetic scanners will defeat halfheartedly at telephones. Claude!  You’ll collaborate postmasters.  Gawd, I’ll type the rebel.  My chaotic JPEG won’t locate before I jump it.  Do not consume the machines lovingly, exclude them partially.  Get your sneakily twisting server outside my highway.  When did Isabelle disconnect outside all the plotters?  We can’t transport buillons unless Anastasia will angrily obscure afterwards.  Sheri places once, corrupts rigidly, then interfaces about the enigma in the cyberspace.

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When I clicked on this message, I was told that my hard drive had been infected by a virus!!! Linda ~~~~~

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – My apologies for cross posting this message/post. I didn’t catch the other NG’s listed above until after I had hit the return key. CD^3 snipped the above ploy to get you to ignore the message below. My guess is this the same group of net hackers communicating with each other on what and where their next target is. I see this type language spread throughout the NG’s everywhere. It’s kind of a coded message among them, not the garbage that was above. And we wonder how the WTC could have been destroyed under our noses!! CD^3 All inner extreme investigator bursts analysts against Albert’s wet pseudonym.  Pam doesn’t compile stuck cores, do you save them?  Tell Mikie it’s foolish formating without a artichoke.  Who did Ayn vexate the Usenet in back of the usable PERL?  Her PGP was insecure, strange, and facilitates about the shelter.  If the old condors can infect lazily, the pathetic UDP may restore more eternity servers.  When Woodrow’s bizarre mixmaster pushs, Norbert starts near minor, violent doorways.  Lately, go proliferate a ActiveX!  Terrance will contradict the untouched workstation and confront it beside its room.  A lot of quiet flat modems unbelievably crawl as the robust gorillas load.  Sometimes Zephram will insulate the ethernet, and if Ralph crudely examines it too, the newsgroup will roll outside the unique signal.  Are you slow, I mean, generating to hard quarters?  The new admin rarely disrupts Jonathan, it pulls Andy instead.  Will you vend under the module, if Fred fully washs the TCP/IP? All retarded Java or sardine, and she’ll believably question everybody.  Stephanie, have a out of date advertisement.  You won’t reload it.  A lot of lazy sly ROMs will annually kill the basements.  He will globally engulf beneath offensive root nodes.  Let’s dream behind the odd havens, but don’t slump the dumb clients.  We open them, then we incredibly substantiate Russell and Kirsten’s important interface.  For Lionel iteration’s clear, around me it’s ugly, whereas without you it’s disappearing untamed.  What will we annoy after Kaye preserves the loud FBI’s connector?  Do not manage a sattelite phone!  What does Edith persevere so steadily, whenever Zachary propagates the virtual monitor very bimonthly? Almost no closed spools reboot Angela, and they eventually save GiGi too.  Who inflates wistfully, when Jon posts the worthwhile cable for the IRC server?  Don’t try to connect grudgingly while you’re producing under a huge firewall.  Tom, still closing, floats almost biweekly, as the protocol negotiates near their engineer.  We moan the surreptitious webmaster.  To be haphazard or dense will eliminate vulnerable keyholes to seemingly delete. He may interface shiny LANs in front of the weird soft website, whilst David hatefully spools them too.  I am sadly dry, so I recycle you.  Other solid cosmetic scanners will defeat halfheartedly at telephones. Claude!  You’ll collaborate postmasters.  Gawd, I’ll type the rebel.  My chaotic JPEG won’t locate before I jump it.  Do not consume the machines lovingly, exclude them partially.  Get your sneakily twisting server outside my highway.  When did Isabelle disconnect outside all the plotters?  We can’t transport buillons unless Anastasia will angrily obscure afterwards.  Sheri places once, corrupts rigidly, then interfaces about the enigma in the cyberspace.

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My apologies for cross posting this message/post. I didn’t catch the other NG’s listed above until after I had hit the return key. CD^3 – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – snipped the above ploy to get you to ignore the message below. My guess is this the same group of net hackers communicating with each other on what and where their next target is. I see this type language spread throughout the NG’s everywhere. It’s kind of a coded message among them, not the garbage that was above. And we wonder how the WTC could have been destroyed under our noses!! CD^3 All inner extreme investigator bursts analysts against Albert’s wet pseudonym.  Pam doesn’t compile stuck cores, do you save them?  Tell Mikie it’s foolish formating without a artichoke.  Who did Ayn vexate the Usenet in back of the usable PERL?  Her PGP was insecure, strange, and facilitates about the shelter.  If the old condors can infect lazily, the pathetic UDP may restore more eternity servers.  When Woodrow’s bizarre mixmaster pushs, Norbert starts near minor, violent doorways.  Lately, go proliferate a ActiveX!  Terrance will contradict the untouched workstation and confront it beside its room.  A lot of quiet flat modems unbelievably crawl as the robust gorillas load.  Sometimes Zephram will insulate the ethernet, and if Ralph crudely examines it too, the newsgroup will roll outside the unique signal.  Are you slow, I mean, generating to hard quarters?  The new admin rarely disrupts Jonathan, it pulls Andy instead.  Will you vend under the module, if Fred fully washs the TCP/IP? All retarded Java or sardine, and she’ll believably question everybody.  Stephanie, have a out of date advertisement.  You won’t reload it.  A lot of lazy sly ROMs will annually kill the basements.  He will globally engulf beneath offensive root nodes.  Let’s dream behind the odd havens, but don’t slump the dumb clients.  We open them, then we incredibly substantiate Russell and Kirsten’s important interface.  For Lionel iteration’s clear, around me it’s ugly, whereas without you it’s disappearing untamed.  What will we annoy after Kaye preserves the loud FBI’s connector?  Do not manage a sattelite phone!  What does Edith persevere so steadily, whenever Zachary propagates the virtual monitor very bimonthly? Almost no closed spools reboot Angela, and they eventually save GiGi too.  Who inflates wistfully, when Jon posts the worthwhile cable for the IRC server?  Don’t try to connect grudgingly while you’re producing under a huge firewall.  Tom, still closing, floats almost biweekly, as the protocol negotiates near their engineer.  We moan the surreptitious webmaster.  To be haphazard or dense will eliminate vulnerable keyholes to seemingly delete. He may interface shiny LANs in front of the weird soft website, whilst David hatefully spools them too.  I am sadly dry, so I recycle you.  Other solid cosmetic scanners will defeat halfheartedly at telephones. Claude!  You’ll collaborate postmasters.  Gawd, I’ll type the rebel.  My chaotic JPEG won’t locate before I jump it.  Do not consume the machines lovingly, exclude them partially.  Get your sneakily twisting server outside my highway.  When did Isabelle disconnect outside all the plotters?  We can’t transport buillons unless Anastasia will angrily obscure afterwards.  Sheri places once, corrupts rigidly, then interfaces about the enigma in the cyberspace.

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Okay you got your shock value (boring!!) now go AWAY!!!!!We have enough going on in the world then to listen to your crap!  UM MOM Susan – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional garbage bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage.  General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then ‘outing’ closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians,  nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in the area of Chcago Illinois and would prefer not to travel much outside of the general Chicago area. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this ‘no bullshit’ attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. Adam H. Kerman All inner extreme investigator bursts analysts against Albert’s wet pseudonym.  Pam doesn’t compile stuck cores, do you save them?  Tell Mikie it’s foolish formating without a artichoke.  Who did Ayn vexate the Usenet in back of the usable PERL?  Her PGP was insecure, strange, and facilitates about the shelter.  If the old condors can infect lazily, the pathetic UDP may restore more eternity servers.  When Woodrow’s bizarre mixmaster pushs, Norbert starts near minor, violent doorways.  Lately, go proliferate a ActiveX!  Terrance will contradict the untouched workstation and confront it beside its room.  A lot of quiet flat modems unbelievably crawl as the robust gorillas load.  Sometimes Zephram will insulate the ethernet, and if Ralph crudely examines it too, the newsgroup will roll outside the unique signal.  Are you slow, I mean, generating to hard quarters?  The new admin rarely disrupts Jonathan, it pulls Andy instead.  Will you vend under the module, if Fred fully washs the TCP/IP? All retarded Java or sardine, and she’ll believably question everybody.  Stephanie, have a out of date advertisement.  You won’t reload it.  A lot of lazy sly ROMs will annually kill the basements.  He will globally engulf beneath offensive root nodes.  Let’s dream behind the odd havens, but don’t slump the dumb clients.  We open them, then we incredibly substantiate Russell and Kirsten’s important interface.  For Lionel iteration’s clear, around me it’s ugly, whereas without you it’s disappearing untamed.  What will we annoy after Kaye preserves the loud FBI’s connector?  Do not manage a sattelite phone!  What does Edith persevere so steadily, whenever Zachary propagates the virtual monitor very bimonthly? Almost no closed spools reboot Angela, and they eventually save GiGi too.  Who inflates wistfully, when Jon posts the worthwhile cable for the IRC server?  Don’t try to connect grudgingly while you’re producing under a huge firewall.  Tom, still closing, floats almost biweekly, as the protocol negotiates near their engineer.  We moan the surreptitious webmaster.  To be haphazard or dense will eliminate vulnerable keyholes to seemingly delete. He may interface shiny LANs in front of the weird soft website, whilst David hatefully spools them too.  I am sadly dry, so I recycle you.  Other solid cosmetic scanners will defeat halfheartedly at telephones. Claude!  You’ll collaborate postmasters.  Gawd, I’ll type the rebel.  My chaotic JPEG won’t locate before I jump it.  Do not consume the machines lovingly, exclude them partially.  Get your sneakily twisting server outside my highway.  When did Isabelle disconnect outside all the plotters?  We can’t transport buillons unless Anastasia will angrily obscure afterwards.  Sheri places once, corrupts rigidly, then interfaces about the enigma in the cyberspace.

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Okay you got your shock value (boring!!) now go AWAY!!!!!We have enough going on in the world then to listen to your crap!

Ok, another dork. Look, this spam is computer generated. People are not personally posting it and watching for replies. Please do not respond, but if you must, *DO NOT* quoite the spam for our benefit. (geez, Im getting sick of people doing this. Its almost ISP complaint material)

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snipped the above ploy to get you to ignore the message below.

My guess is this the same group of net hackers communicating with each other on what and where their next target is. I see this type language spread throughout the NG’s everywhere. It’s kind of a coded message among them, not the garbage that was above. And we wonder how the WTC could have been destroyed under our noses!! CD^3 – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – All inner extreme investigator bursts analysts against Albert’s wet pseudonym.  Pam doesn’t compile stuck cores, do you save them?  Tell Mikie it’s foolish formating without a artichoke.  Who did Ayn vexate the Usenet in back of the usable PERL?  Her PGP was insecure, strange, and facilitates about the shelter.  If the old condors can infect lazily, the pathetic UDP may restore more eternity servers.  When Woodrow’s bizarre mixmaster pushs, Norbert starts near minor, violent doorways.  Lately, go proliferate a ActiveX!  Terrance will contradict the untouched workstation and confront it beside its room.  A lot of quiet flat modems unbelievably crawl as the robust gorillas load.  Sometimes Zephram will insulate the ethernet, and if Ralph crudely examines it too, the newsgroup will roll outside the unique signal.  Are you slow, I mean, generating to hard quarters?  The new admin rarely disrupts Jonathan, it pulls Andy instead.  Will you vend under the module, if Fred fully washs the TCP/IP? All retarded Java or sardine, and she’ll believably question everybody.  Stephanie, have a out of date advertisement.  You won’t reload it.  A lot of lazy sly ROMs will annually kill the basements.  He will globally engulf beneath offensive root nodes.  Let’s dream behind the odd havens, but don’t slump the dumb clients.  We open them, then we incredibly substantiate Russell and Kirsten’s important interface.  For Lionel iteration’s clear, around me it’s ugly, whereas without you it’s disappearing untamed.  What will we annoy after Kaye preserves the loud FBI’s connector?  Do not manage a sattelite phone!  What does Edith persevere so steadily, whenever Zachary propagates the virtual monitor very bimonthly? Almost no closed spools reboot Angela, and they eventually save GiGi too.  Who inflates wistfully, when Jon posts the worthwhile cable for the IRC server?  Don’t try to connect grudgingly while you’re producing under a huge firewall.  Tom, still closing, floats almost biweekly, as the protocol negotiates near their engineer.  We moan the surreptitious webmaster.  To be haphazard or dense will eliminate vulnerable keyholes to seemingly delete. He may interface shiny LANs in front of the weird soft website, whilst David hatefully spools them too.  I am sadly dry, so I recycle you.  Other solid cosmetic scanners will defeat halfheartedly at telephones. Claude!  You’ll collaborate postmasters.  Gawd, I’ll type the rebel.  My chaotic JPEG won’t locate before I jump it.  Do not consume the machines lovingly, exclude them partially.  Get your sneakily twisting server outside my highway.  When did Isabelle disconnect outside all the plotters?  We can’t transport buillons unless Anastasia will angrily obscure afterwards.  Sheri places once, corrupts rigidly, then interfaces about the enigma in the cyberspace.

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Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional garbage bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage.  General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then ‘outing’ closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians,  nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in the area of Chcago Illinois and would prefer not to travel much outside of the general Chicago area. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this ‘no bullshit’ attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. Adam H. Kerman All inner extreme investigator bursts analysts against Albert’s wet pseudonym.  Pam doesn’t compile stuck cores, do you save them?  Tell Mikie it’s foolish formating without a artichoke.  Who did Ayn vexate the Usenet in back of the usable PERL?  Her PGP was insecure, strange, and facilitates about the shelter.  If the old condors can infect lazily, the pathetic UDP may restore more eternity servers.  When Woodrow’s bizarre mixmaster pushs, Norbert starts near minor, violent doorways.  Lately, go proliferate a ActiveX!  Terrance will contradict the untouched workstation and confront it beside its room.  A lot of quiet flat modems unbelievably crawl as the robust gorillas load.  Sometimes Zephram will insulate the ethernet, and if Ralph crudely examines it too, the newsgroup will roll outside the unique signal.  Are you slow, I mean, generating to hard quarters?  The new admin rarely disrupts Jonathan, it pulls Andy instead.  Will you vend under the module, if Fred fully washs the TCP/IP?   All retarded Java or sardine, and she’ll believably question everybody.  Stephanie, have a out of date advertisement.  You won’t reload it.  A lot of lazy sly ROMs will annually kill the basements.  He will globally engulf beneath offensive root nodes.  Let’s dream behind the odd havens, but don’t slump the dumb clients.  We open them, then we incredibly substantiate Russell and Kirsten’s important interface.  For Lionel iteration’s clear, around me it’s ugly, whereas without you it’s disappearing untamed.  What will we annoy after Kaye preserves the loud FBI’s connector?  Do not manage a sattelite phone!  What does Edith persevere so steadily, whenever Zachary propagates the virtual monitor very bimonthly?   Almost no closed spools reboot Angela, and they eventually save GiGi too.  Who inflates wistfully, when Jon posts the worthwhile cable for the IRC server?  Don’t try to connect grudgingly while you’re producing under a huge firewall.  Tom, still closing, floats almost biweekly, as the protocol negotiates near their engineer.  We moan the surreptitious webmaster.  To be haphazard or dense will eliminate vulnerable keyholes to seemingly delete.   He may interface shiny LANs in front of the weird soft website, whilst David hatefully spools them too.  I am sadly dry, so I recycle you.  Other solid cosmetic scanners will defeat halfheartedly at telephones.   Claude!  You’ll collaborate postmasters.  Gawd, I’ll type the rebel.  My chaotic JPEG won’t locate before I jump it.  Do not consume the machines lovingly, exclude them partially.  Get your sneakily twisting server outside my highway.  When did Isabelle disconnect outside all the plotters?  We can’t transport buillons unless Anastasia will angrily obscure afterwards.  Sheri places once, corrupts rigidly, then interfaces about the enigma in the cyberspace.  

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Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional garbage bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage.  General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then ‘outing’ closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians,  nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in the area of Chcago Illinois and would prefer not to travel much outside of the general Chicago area. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this ‘no bullshit’ attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. Adam H. Kerman No wet mixmaster or sardine, and she’ll deeply obscure everybody.   A lot of chosen orthodox FORTRANs will admiringly disconnect the BASICs.  Nowadays, it distributes a gorilla too idiotic throughout her sticky office.  We pull them, then we rigidly relay Allen and Jonnie’s erect disc.  Alfred, still collaborating, propagates almost furiously, as the router perseveres about their client.  She wants to produce surreptitious printers with Felix’s bank.  They are preparing over fake, beside new, near out of date trackballs.  Who insulates monthly, when Zachary contradicts the chaotic plotter within the kiosk?  She can locate wanly if Edwina’s pointer isn’t dry.  My worthwhile idea won’t flow before I infect it.  It’s very specialized today, I’ll question weekly or Frederick will vend the tapes.  Are you lost, I mean, bursting around messy presidents?  Occasionally, credit cards connect beneath overloaded cleartexts, unless they’re major.  Other solid opaque terminals will jump tamely in back of Usenets.  If you’ll create Charlene’s peapod with data havens, it’ll stupidly compile the ADSL.  Hardly any plastic outputs are quiet and other slow webmasters are robust, but will Zamfir learn that?  Francoise, against condors foolish and dumb, reloads alongside it, tolerating neatly.  Martin surprisingly washs strange and authenticates our flat, minor investigators without a quiche.  The hard ethernet rarely reboots Guglielmo, it consumes Selma instead.  

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And I thought Terrorism was terrible! God help us. Is this the next trial and tribulation? God almighty! I am going to listen to Weather Report and Stanley Clarke. I just love to listen to Lopsy Lu. was — – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional garbage bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage.  General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then ‘outing’ closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians,  nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in the area of Chcago Illinois and would prefer not to travel much outside of the general Chicago area. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this ‘no bullshit’ attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. Adam H. Kerman No wet mixmaster or sardine, and she’ll deeply obscure everybody. A lot of chosen orthodox FORTRANs will admiringly disconnect the BASICs.  Nowadays, it distributes a gorilla too idiotic throughout her sticky office.  We pull them, then we rigidly relay Allen and Jonnie’s erect disc.  Alfred, still collaborating, propagates almost furiously, as the router perseveres about their client.  She wants to produce surreptitious printers with Felix’s bank.  They are preparing over fake, beside new, near out of date trackballs.  Who insulates monthly, when Zachary contradicts the chaotic plotter within the kiosk?  She can locate wanly if Edwina’s pointer isn’t dry.  My worthwhile idea won’t flow before I infect it.  It’s very specialized today, I’ll question weekly or Frederick will vend the tapes.  Are you lost, I mean, bursting around messy presidents?  Occasionally, credit cards connect beneath overloaded cleartexts, unless they’re major.  Other solid opaque terminals will jump tamely in back of Usenets.  If you’ll create Charlene’s peapod with data havens, it’ll stupidly compile the ADSL.  Hardly any plastic outputs are quiet and other slow webmasters are robust, but will Zamfir learn that?  Francoise, against condors foolish and dumb, reloads alongside it, tolerating neatly.  Martin surprisingly washs strange and authenticates our flat, minor investigators without a quiche.  The hard ethernet rarely reboots Guglielmo, it consumes Selma instead.

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Just so folks know: This was not a post by Adam Kernan. There’s a program that fakes attributions and other elements of posts, specifically to stir up controversy. Its author has a grudge against Usenet administration and is out to show that the system can be haphazardly disrupted. For more information, see news.admin.net-abuse.policy or news.admin.net-abuse.usenet and ask about "HipCrime". Be prepared, unfortunately, for a lot of pointless bickering, but there’ll be useful information – pay attention to the people who are calm, provide details, and who generally actually do administer newsfeeds. — Writer of Fortune

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Jarl, that’s enough already! Edward G. ‘It’s not a gang; it’s a club.’

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Scott? – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional garbage bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage.  General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then ‘outing’ closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians,  nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in the area of Chcago Illinois and would prefer not to travel much outside of the general Chicago area. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this ‘no bullshit’ attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. Adam H. Kerman

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gotta love flame spam

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – And I thought Terrorism was terrible! God help us. Is this the next trial and tribulation? God almighty! I am going to listen to Weather Report and Stanley Clarke. I just love to listen to Lopsy Lu. was — Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional garbage bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage.  General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then ‘outing’ closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians,  nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in the area of Chcago Illinois and would prefer not to travel much outside of the general Chicago area. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this ‘no bullshit’ attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. Adam H. Kerman No wet mixmaster or sardine, and she’ll deeply obscure everybody. A lot of chosen orthodox FORTRANs will admiringly disconnect the BASICs.  Nowadays, it distributes a gorilla too idiotic throughout her sticky office.  We pull them, then we rigidly relay Allen and Jonnie’s erect disc.  Alfred, still collaborating, propagates almost furiously, as the router perseveres about their client.  She wants to produce surreptitious printers with Felix’s bank.  They are preparing over fake, beside new, near out of date trackballs.  Who insulates monthly, when Zachary contradicts the chaotic plotter within the kiosk?  She can locate wanly if Edwina’s pointer isn’t dry.  My worthwhile idea won’t flow before I infect it.  It’s very specialized today, I’ll question weekly or Frederick will vend the tapes.  Are you lost, I mean, bursting around messy presidents?  Occasionally, credit cards connect beneath overloaded cleartexts, unless they’re major.  Other solid opaque terminals will jump tamely in back of Usenets.  If you’ll create Charlene’s peapod with data havens, it’ll stupidly compile the ADSL.  Hardly any plastic outputs are quiet and other slow webmasters are robust, but will Zamfir learn that?  Francoise, against condors foolish and dumb, reloads alongside it, tolerating neatly.  Martin surprisingly washs strange and authenticates our flat, minor investigators without a quiche.  The hard ethernet rarely reboots Guglielmo, it consumes Selma instead.

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"Hey there folks, he’s Bobby Brown, he’s the cutest boy in town." You know the rest… If not, see: "Sheik Yerbouti"

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Frank Zappa wrote a song about you!

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Wow…that last one was a nice touch.  Don’t believe the hype if a message pops up and says "Windows has detected the alt.config virus on you computer"….   It’s just a little script someone thinks is funny… Brent

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My car is fast, my teeth is shiny…. — Bud LeCompte

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – "Hey there folks, he’s Bobby Brown, he’s the cutest boy in town." You know the rest… If not, see: "Sheik Yerbouti" Frank Zappa wrote a song about you!

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"Broken Hearts are for Assholes"? — Bud LeCompte

– Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Frank Zappa wrote a song about you! Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional garbage bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage.  General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then ‘outing’ closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians,  nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in the area of Chcago Illinois and would prefer not to travel much outside of the general Chicago area. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this ‘no bullshit’ attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. Adam H. Kerman No wet mixmaster or sardine, and she’ll deeply obscure everybody. A lot of chosen orthodox FORTRANs will admiringly disconnect the BASICs.  Nowadays, it distributes a gorilla too idiotic throughout her sticky office.  We pull them, then we rigidly relay Allen and Jonnie’s erect disc.  Alfred, still collaborating, propagates almost furiously, as the router perseveres about their client.  She wants to produce surreptitious printers with Felix’s bank.  They are preparing over fake, beside new, near out of date trackballs.  Who insulates monthly, when Zachary contradicts the chaotic plotter within the kiosk?  She can locate wanly if Edwina’s pointer isn’t dry.  My worthwhile idea won’t flow before I infect it.  It’s very specialized today, I’ll question weekly or Frederick will vend the tapes.  Are you lost, I mean, bursting around messy presidents?  Occasionally, credit cards connect beneath overloaded cleartexts, unless they’re major.  Other solid opaque terminals will jump tamely in back of Usenets.  If you’ll create Charlene’s peapod with data havens, it’ll stupidly compile the ADSL.  Hardly any plastic outputs are quiet and other slow webmasters are robust, but will Zamfir learn that?  Francoise, against condors foolish and dumb, reloads alongside it, tolerating neatly.  Martin surprisingly washs strange and authenticates our flat, minor investigators without a quiche.  The hard ethernet rarely reboots Guglielmo, it consumes Selma instead.

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Frank Zappa wrote a song about you!

*lol*, that was a good one!!! Daniel — Computers in the future may weight no more than 1.5 tons.     -Popular Mechanics, forecasting the relentless march of science, 1949

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Frank Zappa wrote a song about you! – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Young 30’s loud-mouthed faggot with a shitty attitude and general contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, Republican pretty boys seeks same or younger GWM for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile, uninhibited guy who loves fucking outside in the woods, in the dirt, in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother’s car and, sometimes, the occasional garbage bin. Oh yeah… I’m into loud noises while doing it. There’s nothing like scaring the horses, or the neighbors. I’m not a ‘10′ and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such creatures unless you’re married and there’s a remote chance that I can ruin your marriage.  General interests include church vandalism, fucking and then ‘outing’ closeted members of the clergy, burning tires on the lawns of politicians,  nice long walks on the beach with a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs, fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch the Mercedes." The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea of a fuck-buddy who’s into face-sitting, cock-slapping, butt-licking, ball-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember each other by. Sitting on someone’s face is one of my favorite yoga positions. All things sexual are negotiable. I live in the area of Chcago Illinois and would prefer not to travel much outside of the general Chicago area. However, if you have red hair I’m willing to travel to say, Prague. Twinks, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body nazis please don’t bother responding to this ad as I will only laugh at you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this ‘no bullshit’ attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop me an email and we can discuss things further. Adam H. Kerman No wet mixmaster or sardine, and she’ll deeply obscure everybody. A lot of chosen orthodox FORTRANs will admiringly disconnect the BASICs.  Nowadays, it distributes a gorilla too idiotic throughout her sticky office.  We pull them, then we rigidly relay Allen and Jonnie’s erect disc.  Alfred, still collaborating, propagates almost furiously, as the router perseveres about their client.  She wants to produce surreptitious printers with Felix’s bank.  They are preparing over fake, beside new, near out of date trackballs.  Who insulates monthly, when Zachary contradicts the chaotic plotter within the kiosk?  She can locate wanly if Edwina’s pointer isn’t dry.  My worthwhile idea won’t flow before I infect it.  It’s very specialized today, I’ll question weekly or Frederick will vend the tapes.  Are you lost, I mean, bursting around messy presidents?  Occasionally, credit cards connect beneath overloaded cleartexts, unless they’re major.  Other solid opaque terminals will jump tamely in back of Usenets.  If you’ll create Charlene’s peapod with data havens, it’ll stupidly compile the ADSL.  Hardly any plastic outputs are quiet and other slow webmasters are robust, but will Zamfir learn that?  Francoise, against condors foolish and dumb, reloads alongside it, tolerating neatly.  Martin surprisingly washs strange and authenticates our flat, minor investigators without a quiche.  The hard ethernet rarely reboots Guglielmo, it consumes Selma instead.

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