Rod, at 08:36 on Jun 15 1995, you wrote to Bill Grimsley...

RS> If you dont like that, stiff shit.

RS> Still at the nasty pills I see, I didnt curl up and die for some reason |-)

RS> Thats crap too. It makes no sense,

RS> You just fucked up completely what 'prosaic' means
RS> and wont admit it and are faking away like mad |-)

RS> Stiff shit Bill, your resort to the nasty
RS> pills can wear a bit thin at times too Bill.

RS> No thank, still makes no sense to use the form of words you did.

BG> they wrote in a prosaic manner, and there's a fucking
BG> huge difference, even if you're incapable of seeing it.

RS> Poor Bill.

RS> I wasnt correcting your english, just remarking on your pathetic faking.

RS> It says you are faking and convincing no one.

RS> it was a joke Joyce, was the SOH bypass painful Bill ?

RS> Notice poor old Bob has gone back into his rat hole |-)

RS> Who gives a shit whats necessary Bill ?  I sure dont. And I certainly
RS> wont be taking the slightest notice of any preaching from YOU on how
RS> to write email either, you are hardly some paragon of virtue are you ? |-)

RS> No thanks, I find it more amusing to point
RS> out pathetic faking when I see pathetic faking |-)

RS> I've deleted the rest of your nasty comments, for some reason they
RS> didnt cause me to curl up and die, not enough voltage or something,
RS> try harder boy |-)  <--- smiley for the SOH challenged.

I was going to reply, but once I'd edited out all of the insults, there was
nothing at all left upon which to comment.  Pity.

Regards, Bill
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