"Martin Hannigan"  wrote in message
news:G8x04F.L7H@world.std.com...

> > While it's true that all women despise you, not everyone who
despises
> >you is a woman. As usual, you present being a woman who doesn't
have
> >sex with men as being a BAD thing. You aren't hated because you're
a
> >man, you're hated because you're NOT. Anyone who wants can check
with
> >any of your former employers to find out about THAT.
>
> [yawn]

 Go ahead and yawn NOW... maybe it'll be more interesting when
repeated to you daily by a prison shrink.


> >I'm IN you Plumpy, and you FEEL me gnawing at your intestines.

> Yeah. you're in my ass and I'm about to fire you out. Fasten your
> seat belt, fuckhead. I'm heading for the bowl now.

Spoken by a man who doesn't know his ass from his intestines. Do you
call all sexually active people "fuckhead" because of the sex
(particularly head) that they're getting and you *aren't*? Be honest,
Plumpy, when's the last time you got any without paying for it? Was
she over the age of 12, sighted, and reasonably sober? Were you aware
you fit the classic profile of both a rapist AND a child molester?
Were you aware how much this reflects on your upbringing, particularly
your relationship with your mother? She never liked you either, did
she. It shows in everything you do. Next time you want to yawn to
cover your pain and rage, call her and yawn at her in the phone. Or is
she dead, and you can never say to her the things you need to?


> >"I put a SPELL on you... because you're *MINE*"
>
> [ drinking a beer, chomping some chocoloate chip cookies ]
>
> Yeah? When I am I going to be 0wn3d fuckhead?

Owned? Never, in any way, by anyone, especially yourself. You can't
own your behavior, responsibility for you whole sad life, your need to
frighten women, the fact that you're a consummate coward and pathetic
liar, all that stuff. So you just go ahead and drink your waist
expander and eat your nutritious nipple-substitutes, secure in the
understanding that I AM *IN* YOU, and always will be.





 I'm your only hope for any real quality of life, you sad and tattered
little manling. That's because you need my SPECIAL HELP for SPECIAL
PEOPLE, and you are one plump and squishy bit of special olympian!
We're going to see that you learn things like respect, and empathy,
and compassion. Some people learn these things from their mothers, but
we know about your bad mean mommy, so lucky you, *I* am here to teach
you. What we don't learn from love, we're taught by fear. One way or
another, you WILL learn.

"He's a real no-where man, sitting in his no-where land, making all
his no-where plans for nobody"