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echo: usa_eurlink
to: Espen Berg
from: Carol Shenkenberger
date: 2004-07-30 10:56:30
subject: Re: Checking in

*** Quoting Espen Berg from a message to Carol Shenkenberger ***

>Figured I'd say Hi too.  This was one of my most favorite echos back
> so.  I see there is some activity again so added it back.

EB> There was indeed started a new thread in this echo recently.  Let's ju
EB> hope that this was not just an exception, but also a new trend.

Sure!  BTW, found this old text file.  I'd saved it from a post of Foxy
¨Ferguson's many years ago.  I've always gotten a laugh from it:


You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. As they say in
Texas, you couldn't pour piss out of a boot with instructions on the heel. You
are a canker. A sore that won't go away. Anyone would rather kiss a lawyer than
be seen with you.  You couldn't find your ass with both hands, a flashlight and
a road map.

You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm
deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a
weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a
big suck on a sour lemon.

You are a bleating foal, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with
the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An
insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling,
giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what
they had done.

I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as
you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very thought of
you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile,
worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this
earth. And did I mention you smell?

Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress
us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be
available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly.

You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak
into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before
spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood.
May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish
beliefs.

You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and
profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look
down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic,
starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot.

And what meaning do you expect your delusionally self-important statements of
unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have with us? What fantasy do you hold that
you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than
that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the
bite of the snake?

You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious.
You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a
meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile,
one-handed, slack-jawed, drooling, meatslapper.

On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are deficient in
all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank
and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all
unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go.

You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You
grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish
foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated
tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce.  You cockered bum-bailey
poofter. You craven dewberry pisshead cockup pratting naff. You gob-kissing
gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted
clapper-clawed flirt-gill.

You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate,
noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise
everything about you, and I wish you would go away.

I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid.
Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid, so stupid it goes way beyond the stupid we
know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid.
Meta-stupid. Stupid collapsed on itself so far that even the neutrons have
collapsed. Stupid gotten so dense that no intellect can escape. Singularity
stupid. Blazing hot mid-day sun on Mercury stupid. You emit more stupid in one
second than our entire galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. Your writing has
to be a troll. Nothing in our universe can really be this stupid. Perhaps this
is some primordial fragment from the original big bang of stupid. Some pure
essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws
of physics that we know.
------end import------
                                       xxcarol

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