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  • The Arsonist

    Question:

    I sorted through some of my video tapes last night and left some good ones on top of the heater (it was off, of course).  When DH came home he said ‘why are you cooking those videos on the heater!"    Yikkes. The video tapes were nicely melted underneath and ready to catch on fire!!!!    Nearby sat Bonnie, the smirking arsonist. I remembered that she jumped on the heater earlier then used it as a springboard to get onto the window sill!   She is in fine fettle now and fully recovered. I threw out the tapes. Even though I missed the programmes it would have been worse if the house had burned down. I have learned another lesson.  Make sure the heater is clear of objects even when it is off.   I should have realised that one of them would have eventually turned it on, after all they turn on the washing machine, dishwasher and spa bath!!!! Bev — Cats aren’t clean, they’re just covered with cat spit.

    Response:

    - Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – I sorted through some of my video tapes last night and left some good ones on top of the heater (it was off, of course).  When DH came home he said ‘why are you cooking those videos on the heater!"    Yikkes. The video tapes were nicely melted underneath and ready to catch on fire!!!!    Nearby sat Bonnie, the smirking arsonist. I remembered that she jumped on the heater earlier then used it as a springboard to get onto the window sill!   She is in fine fettle now and fully recovered. I threw out the tapes. Even though I missed the programmes it would have been worse if the house had burned down. I have learned another lesson.  Make sure the heater is clear of objects even when it is off.   I should have realised that one of them would have eventually turned it on, after all they turn on the washing machine, dishwasher and spa bath!!!! Bev

     Purrs for no more "near misses".  You were lucky    MLB

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    Hopitus wants to know how you dare leave the house w/these appliance-savvy cats on the loose in there…..

    – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – I sorted through some of my video tapes last night and left some good ones on top of the heater (it was off, of course).  When DH came home he said ‘why are you cooking those videos on the heater!"    Yikkes. The video tapes were nicely melted underneath and ready to catch on fire!!!!    Nearby sat Bonnie, the smirking arsonist. I remembered that she jumped on the heater earlier then used it as a springboard to get onto the window sill!   She is in fine fettle now and fully recovered. I threw out the tapes. Even though I missed the programmes it would have been worse if the house had burned down. I have learned another lesson.  Make sure the heater is clear of objects even when it is off.   I should have realised that one of them would have eventually turned it on, after all they turn on the washing machine, dishwasher and spa bath!!!! Bev Purrs for no more "near misses".  You were lucky    MLB

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    – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – I sorted through some of my video tapes last night and left some good ones on top of the heater (it was off, of course).  When DH came home he said ‘why are you cooking those videos on the heater!"    Yikkes. The video tapes were nicely melted underneath and ready to catch on fire!!!!    Nearby sat Bonnie, the smirking arsonist. I remembered that she jumped on the heater earlier then used it as a springboard to get onto the window sill!   She is in fine fettle now and fully recovered. I threw out the tapes. Even though I missed the programmes it would have been worse if the house had burned down. I have learned another lesson.  Make sure the heater is clear of objects even when it is off.   I should have realised that one of them would have eventually turned it on, after all they turn on the washing machine, dishwasher and spa bath!!!! Bev

    Better yet, unplug!

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    – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -I sorted through some of my video tapes last night and left some good ones on top of the heater (it was off, of course).  When DH came home he said ‘why are you cooking those videos on the heater!"    Yikkes. The video tapes were nicely melted underneath and ready to catch on fire!!!!    Nearby sat Bonnie, the smirking arsonist. I remembered that she jumped on the heater earlier then used it as a springboard to get onto the window sill!   She is in fine fettle now and fully recovered. I threw out the tapes. Even though I missed the programmes it would have been worse if the house had burned down. I have learned another lesson.  Make sure the heater is clear of objects even when it is off.   I should have realised that one of them would have eventually turned it on, after all they turn on the washing machine, dishwasher and spa bath!!!! Bev

    That Bonnie is the living end!  I hear the Pentagon has a plan to weaponize her. :P Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com

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    I have learned another lesson.  Make sure the heater is clear of objects even when it is off.   I should have realised that one of them would have eventually turned it on, after all they turn on the washing machine, dishwasher and spa bath!!!! Bev —

    Gotta watch those arsenist kitties. I don’t burn candles anymore, not after the kittens jumped up on the table, knocked a nearby newspaper onto the candle, which ignited the tablecloth. I came out of the back bathroom to the table ablaze, and two little gray kitties looking like "We don’t know *what* happened, honest." I’m really glad that, like me, you were home when it happened. Sherry

    Response:

    That is exactly the reason I gave up burning candles many years ago….the cats.

    – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – I have learned another lesson.  Make sure the heater is clear of objects even when it is off.   I should have realised that one of them would have eventually turned it on, after all they turn on the washing machine, dishwasher and spa bath!!!! Bev — Gotta watch those arsenist kitties. I don’t burn candles anymore, not after the kittens jumped up on the table, knocked a nearby newspaper onto the candle, which ignited the tablecloth. I came out of the back bathroom to the table ablaze, and two little gray kitties looking like "We don’t know *what* happened, honest." I’m really glad that, like me, you were home when it happened. Sherry

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    I sorted through some of my video tapes last night and left some good ones on top of the heater (it was off, of course).  When DH came home he said ‘why are you cooking those videos on the heater!"    Yikkes.

    Wow – I’m glad everything/one is ok.  Fire scares the pants off of me. -L.

    Response:

    Yeah, I used to hold meditation/Wiccan rituals in my room, but it’s hard to concentrate when a cat is interested in the candles.  It’s hard to chant or do whatever when you have to keep checking to see that there aren’t any whiskers on fire. Kristi

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    I’m imagining a "Charmed" scene where cats keep knocking the lighted candles over onto the paraphenalia. ROFL.

    – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Yeah, I used to hold meditation/Wiccan rituals in my room, but it’s hard to concentrate when a cat is interested in the candles.  It’s hard to chant or do whatever when you have to keep checking to see that there aren’t any whiskers on fire. Kristi

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    For me it’s more of a….. "I pray to the spirits of the north, who care for the…Mischief, leave it…….  I pray to the Goddess that….I said, LEAVE IT!" "With this candle, may the spirits….Mischief, you’re going to get your whiskers burned….." *sigh* Kristi

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    I sorted through some of my video tapes last night and left some good ones on top of the heater (it was off, of course).  When DH came home he said ‘why are you cooking those videos on the heater!"    Yikkes. Wow – I’m glad everything/one is ok.  Fire scares the pants off of me. -L.

    The very thought of Bonnie and candles fills me with horror! I really am very careful about fire.  I might add that the switches on the top of the heater are hard to turn on. I don’t know how she managed it!!!  I have smoke alarms around the place and the kitties are never left alone with the computer as we know what they do to the wires at the back.   I keep the spa bath turned off at the wall, ditto with washing machine.   When the pair were kittens they managed to singe their tails on the heater though there is a wire grill on the front! So even now I don’t leave them alone with the heater on, sigh. Incidentally, I am always writing about what happens to the kitties, I remember some person answering one of my posts, telling me how cruel and wicked I was allowing a kitty to get hurt like that!  (Bonnie’s accident)  But what about sympathy for a kitty slave – me!!!    The pair regularly arrange themselves in doorways especially to trip us over.   Three days ago Bonnie succeeded magnificently.  I fell over her and crashed into the corner of a knee-high occasional table.   The sharp corner stabbed into the side of my knee and for the last three days I have been tottering around the house using a broom for a crutch! Bev — Cats aren’t clean, they’re just covered with cat spit.

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    - Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – I sorted through some of my video tapes last night and left some good ones on top of the heater (it was off, of course).  When DH came home he said ‘why are you cooking those videos on the heater!"    Yikkes. The video tapes were nicely melted underneath and ready to catch on fire!!!!    Nearby sat Bonnie, the smirking arsonist. I remembered that she jumped on the heater earlier then used it as a springboard to get onto the window sill!   She is in fine fettle now and fully recovered. I threw out the tapes. Even though I missed the programmes it would have been worse if the house had burned down. I have learned another lesson.  Make sure the heater is clear of objects even when it is off.   I should have realised that one of them would have eventually turned it on, after all they turn on the washing machine, dishwasher and spa bath!!!! Bev

    Thank goodness it wasn’t as bad as it could have been! — Adrian (Owned by Snoopy & Bagheera) A house is not a home, without a cat.

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  • Air collisions

    Question:

    The words that come out of my mother’s mouth are not compaible with my religious vision.

    Response:

    Bovine. Unnatural. Evict. Manager. Disordered love. Restraining order. New Hawaii. I Am That I Am. The Devil. Criminal charges. Doctor Kim. Carpenters.

    Response:

    Expect. Touch. Talk. Begets. Home. Filter. Emanate. The Ten Commandments. Share. Hygiene. Pope John Paul II. Calm.

    Response:

    My mother says the police always win. She’s an idiot. I think the cops can be beaten.

    Response:

    Walk. Procession. Malcontent. Henry Ford. Oil. Desert Storm. Convenient. God is first. Wall. Wellgrounded. Alive. Lucifer.

    Response:

    Witch. Actor. Circus. The Red Scare. Oaxaca, Oaxaca. New Hawaii. The Call of Life. Creative. Faction. Musician. The Catechism of the Catholic Church.

    Response:

    Gay. Serious. Rape. Lithium. Drugs. Pride. Impetus. Cheese. Mexican rice. Mediocre. Match.com. Scam.

    Response:

    Public. Honor. Fundamentalism. Intentions. Guano. Approval. Ghetto. Poisonous. Memory. Wipe. Knowledge. Birds.

    Response:

    Taco vendor. Snob. Never. Wiccan. Retire. Restaurant. Luck. Hygiene. Dart 7. Food poisoning. Audio cassettes. Naked.

    Response:

    Deportation. Diosa del Mar. Shark shit. The Lost City of Atlantis. Airy fairy. Conservative. Osmosis. Snobs. McDonalds. Anathema professions. Ghetto.

    Response:

    Dangerous. Restraining order. Needles. Wrong. Violent. Fag. Mother. Suicide. Leeches. Taoism. Draw. Expect.

    Response:

    Uprising. Oppression. Barter. Ghetto. Exclusion. Doctors. Lesbians. Oaxaca, Oaxaca. American schism. Nurses. Restraining order. Problems.

    Response:

    Likeminded. Revenge. Fuck off. Few. Independent. Fashion. Retarded. Yang. Monotheism. Expect. Witch. Travel light.

    Response:

    Armageddon. Fun. Puzzles. The Inquisition. St. Thomas Acquinas. Technique. Nature. Wild card. Ghetto. Anathema professions. Growth. Milk.

    Response:

    Diminish. Exact. Priest. Doctor. The Seven Sacraments. Killer. The Gong Show. Ghetto. Guards. Tradition. Faith. Levels.

    Response:

    Threat. Meat. Bombs away. Deserve. Unnatural. Fear of the Lord. Evil. Jew. Conservative. Vampiric. Essence. History.

    Response:

    Antonym. Eucharist. Milk. Gay. Serious. Book. Iconography. Runes. Anglos. Guppies. Infidels. Prophecy.

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  • If You Were an Extrovert . . .

    Question:

    Curious_Orange wrote: > haha… > a very accurate summation, and I wonder how you could possibly know > this, unless you had been this yourself ;) > (I just recognised a bit of myself in both your descriptions ;)

    When I was a kid I was very extroverted. I was loud and obnoxious in classrooms and with my friends. My home and school enviroment degraded and I no longer wished to maintain my outward focus. So I became introverted and this grew worse when I started a night job after highschool. I have a pretty good grasp of what my life would have become if my extroverted focus had remained.

    Response:

    In news:37i1voF5c8n1hU1@individual.net, The Babaloughesian <babaloughes…@invalid.invalid> wrote : > "Rainier" <rainierba…@hotmail.com> wrote in message > news:689b5a45ea3c17796dc0a55455097f44@localhost.talkaboutsupport.com… > > What kind of extrovert would you want to be? > I’d be a cynical wiseass.  Cocky, smarter than everyone around me and > not afraid to act like it, sarcastic, unashamedly sadistic, able to > verbally dominate/humiliate/ridicule anyone with my razor sharp > insight into their flaws and insecurities.  For a fictional example, > see Dr. Cox from the show Scrubs.

        you’d be quite like my father…

    Response:

    Lonely God wrote: > "If you were a tree, what kind of tree would you be?"

    bonsai: requires lots of maintenance, but is forever stunted

    Response:

    > Isn’t that a bit like asking ""If you were a 3 headed weevil from from > a planetary system in the Great Magellanic cloud, what kind of a three > headed weevil would you be?"

    I’d be an extrovert three headed weevil

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    geek wrote: >>Isn’t that a bit like asking ""If you were a 3 headed weevil from from >>a planetary system in the Great Magellanic cloud, what kind of a three >>headed weevil would you be?" > I’d be an extrovert three headed weevil

    "If you were a tree, what kind of tree would you be?" – joke to Al Gore, _The Tonight Show_ — Thought for the day: " ‘Blessed is the man who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed’ was the ninth beatitude." Meet other Shybies in person-  http://shyness.meetup.com/

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    "MrWigglesworth" <justsa…@to.spam> wrote in message

    news:1063989bf50bbfe9f29c09a3d112d491@localhost.talkaboutsupport.com… > You aspire to be an insufferable jerk?

    No, I aspire to be a sociopath.

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    "Rainier" <rainierba…@hotmail.com> wrote in news:689b5a45ea3c17796dc0a55455097f44@localhost.talkaboutsupport.com: > What kind of extrovert would you want to be?

    None of them.  I’m happy being an introvert.

    Response:

    "The Babaloughesian" <babaloughes…@invalid.invalid> wrote in news:37iqn1F5cf5irU1@individual.net: > "MrWigglesworth" <justsa…@to.spam> wrote in message > news:1063989bf50bbfe9f29c09a3d112d491@localhost.talkaboutsupport.com… >> You aspire to be an insufferable jerk? > No, I aspire to be a sociopath.

    The easy way out.

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    - Hide quoted text — Show quoted text -Rainier wrote: > What kind of extrovert would you want to be? > IOW, if you overcame your shyness, what outgoing persona would you most > like to assume? This is pure fantasy so if you’ve never made another > person laugh yet want to be a stand-up comedian, you can be in this post. > I’d want to be Niles Crane: witty, intelligent, skinny and sophisticated. > I’d be able to tell wines apart and I could actually pronounce big words. > So that is my fantasy, to be an outgoing, articulate connoisseur with a > cosmopolitan older brother. > -rainier

    I wish I could be a deeply provocative philosophical type that everyone comes to bounce their ‘meaning of life’ theories off of. My friends would be coffee shop trendy types and my girlfriend would be a wiccan who enjoys kuma sutra. In reality though I would be an attention deficit persona with a bizarre sense of humour and a temper.

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    You aspire to be an insufferable jerk?

    Response:

    Rainier wrote: > What kind of extrovert would you want to be?

            Isn’t that a bit like asking ""If you were a 3 headed weevil from from a planetary system in the Great Magellanic cloud, what kind of a three headed weevil would you be?" > IOW, if you overcame your shyness, what outgoing persona would you most > like to assume? This is pure fantasy so if you’ve never made another > person laugh yet want to be a stand-up comedian, you can be in this post. > I’d want to be Niles Crane: witty, intelligent, skinny and sophisticated. > I’d be able to tell wines apart and I could actually pronounce big words. > So that is my fantasy, to be an outgoing, articulate connoisseur with a > cosmopolitan older brother. > -rainier

    August Pamplona — The waterfall in Java is not wet. – omegazero2003 on m.f.w. a.a. # 1811 apatriot #20 Eater of smut Proud member of the reality-based community. The address in this message’s ‘From’ field, in accordance with individual.net’s TOS, is real. However, almost all messages reaching this address are deleted without human intervention. In other words, if you e-mail me there, I will not receive your message. To make sure that e-mail messages actually reach me, make sure that my e-mail address is not hot.

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    Why don’t you take a course in viticulture or wine appreciation?  A lot of adult education centres run courses like that.

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    Rainier (rainierba…@hotmail.com) wrote >What kind of extrovert would you want to be?

    Bill Clinton

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    "SadSadSoul" <everybodys…@hotmail.com> wrote in news:1108590317.290787.164470@c13g2000cwb.googlegroups.com: > I’d be an extroverted bum who stands on a corner, yelling for > re-inforcements, not caring what the world thinks. That’s freedom.

    No, you would be a schizophreniac. -phy (Rock over London, Rock on Chicago)

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    "Rainier" <rainierba…@hotmail.com> wrote in message

    news:689b5a45ea3c17796dc0a55455097f44@localhost.talkaboutsupport.com… > What kind of extrovert would you want to be?

    I’d be a cynical wiseass.  Cocky, smarter than everyone around me and not afraid to act like it, sarcastic, unashamedly sadistic, able to verbally dominate/humiliate/ridicule anyone with my razor sharp insight into their flaws and insecurities.  For a fictional example, see Dr. Cox from the show Scrubs.

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    What kind of extrovert would you want to be? IOW, if you overcame your shyness, what outgoing persona would you most like to assume? This is pure fantasy so if you’ve never made another person laugh yet want to be a stand-up comedian, you can be in this post. I’d want to be Niles Crane: witty, intelligent, skinny and sophisticated. I’d be able to tell wines apart and I could actually pronounce big words. So that is my fantasy, to be an outgoing, articulate connoisseur with a cosmopolitan older brother. -rainier

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    I’d be an extroverted bum who stands on a corner, yelling for re-inforcements, not caring what the world thinks. That’s freedom.

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  • (Wiccan Theology) There Is A God And There Is No God

    Question:

    – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – | I have memories of being in-utero, but I’ll save that for another time. She is sure the kidneys were stalking her fOtty is projecting again, because his kidneys are shutting down from all the booze and grease. | Great post. you’ve been making some really interesting ones lately, ren. I hope | it continues. :) Did you like the one he made about Suzy taking it up the ass? fOtty is projecting his jealousy of ren again, because no one ever compliments fotty’s crappy writing. With all the projecting fAtass fOtty does, he should work in a cinema..:-) And now, fOtty in WIDEscreen…..

    Heh!… dreadful image!..:-) P

    Response:

    You just did Idiot

    | Yeah, what P. said.  Piss off, you aren’t being responded to. | Pip | | | I didn’t want you to go without a response to this.  Very well put. | | As if that means anything you pompous old bat — Talesin- The Bad Boy of Witchcraft ™ "Arguing with Talesin is like running in the Special Olympics- even if you win, you’re still retarded"- Kim Krecek  http://home.kc.rr.com/pendragonsloft


  • Magic Purrs

    Question:

    Anyone remember the ’50s romantic comedy "Bell Book and Candle" with James Stewart and Kim Novak?  I just re-viewed it last night.  It’s a delightful movie, but most delightful of all was Pyewacket, the noisy Meezer "familiar."  His behavior was *so* Siamese.  The thing I really loved, though, was that Pye achieved his magic dirty work through– you know it– concentrated purring. ;) Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com

    I’d forgotten about that!  Too purr-fect!  ;-) Ginger-lyn who as a Wiccan *should* have a black cat named Pyewacket, but in spite of many black cats, never has.

    Response:

    Anyone remember the ’50s romantic comedy "Bell Book and Candle" with James Stewart and Kim Novak?  I just re-viewed it last night.  It’s a delightful movie, but most delightful of all was Pyewacket, the noisy Meezer "familiar."  His behavior was *so* Siamese.  The thing I really loved, though, was that Pye achieved his magic dirty work through– you know it– concentrated purring. ;) Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com

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    Anyone remember the ’50s romantic comedy "Bell Book and Candle" with James Stewart and Kim Novak?  I just re-viewed it last night.  It’s a delightful movie, but most delightful of all was Pyewacket, the noisy Meezer "familiar."  His behavior was *so* Siamese.  The thing I really loved, though, was that Pye achieved his magic dirty work through– you know it– concentrated purring. ;) Theresa

    I never saw the movie, but I did see it done as a play many years ago.  They used a black cat for Pyewacket.  I made up my mind then and there that if I ever had a black cat, I’d name it Pyewacket.  Considering the fact that I’d only ever had a dog and didn’t even know any cats, that seemed pretty unlikely.  However, about 20 years later, it happened. Joy

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  • Wicca is an evil lesbian anti-male religion ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

    Question:

    – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Cunning | | | | | I thought I told you guys to hold off until I get them softened up | | But enough about your dick. | | <fag lame no matter how much you want to suck my dick the answer will | always be no !!!!1! </fag lame Well, lookee here-a lame fag with a fag lame.

    Quite fitting though, fOtty, with your lame knees, eh?..:-) P

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    – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – | | | | | I thought I told you guys to hold off until I get them softened up | | But enough about your dick. | | <fag lame no matter how much you want to suck my dick the answer will | always be no !!!!1! </fag lame Well, lookee here-a lame fag with a fag lame.

    why do you say I’m a lame fag ?

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    | | | | | I thought I told you guys to hold off until I get them softened up | | But enough about your dick. | | <fag lame no matter how much you want to suck my dick the answer will | always be no !!!!1! </fag lame Well, lookee here-a lame fag with a fag lame. — Talesin- The Bad Boy of Witchcraft ™ "Arguing with Talesin is like running in the Special Olympics- even if you win, you’re still retarded"- Kim Krecek  http://home.kc.rr.com/pendragonsloft


  • Here Is A Wiccan Chant For Yah

    Question:

    Bloody Mary Bloody Mary Bloody Mary It was that time of the month.

    Response:

    – il mio destino scelgo se riesco a resistere

    Bloody Mary Bloody Mary Bloody Mary It was that time of the month.

    Hehehehehe, I dig it. — Outgoing mail is certified Virus Free. Checked by AVG anti-virus system (http://www.grisoft.com).

    Response:

    Bloody Mary Bloody Mary Bloody Mary It was that time of the month. Ah, Sweet Elixir of Life!

    Years ago I used to work for a restaurant… Easter weekend was approaching, and as a joke I suggested we have a drink special on Bloody Marys and Rusty Nails.   Owner of the place didn’t know I was joking, thought it was a good idea so we did it.  I can’t even imagine how many people we risked offending… lol * Tarot and the Liquid Muse * New Vegetarian Recipe section   in Body, Mind & Spirit     http://www.MEGA.bz

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  • KATE – READ THIS BEFORE YOU POST ANYTHING ELSE

    Question:

    – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – I have all of your emails to Lilly containing extremely private and sensitive information about Trevor, your husband, your mother and yourself. I will release all of it, in public, right here on ARW if you continue this sick campaign of yours against Lilly.   I think it’s been said elsewhere, but can you explain to me the reasoning behind posting "extremely private and sensitive information" about someone to show how wrong someone else is for doing the same? That’s not what I wrote. I’m not "showing" anything. I will bring consequences to bear if Kate repeats what she’s been doing to Lilly. And I really couldn’t care less what anyone else thinks of that. I’m not doing anything to Lilly…but…here in case you’ve forgotten: My Promise To Kate: You have posted malicious lies about my wife on Usenet and your Live Journal. That will now stop.  [I have all of your emails to Lilly containing extremely private and  sensitive information about Trevor, your husband, your mother and  yourself. ] [ I will release all of it, in public, right here on ARW ] if you continue this sick campaign of yours against Lilly. You know me, Kate. You know that not only will I do this, but I’ll do  it with a table of contents, an index and a fucking cover page in  searchable .pdf format [and mail a copy to all interested parties  including Trevor, your husband and anyone else who asks me.] Remember, to date both Lilly and I have kept all of that information private, in spite of you revealing her true name in your LJ and letting leak your twisted version of her private issues here on ARW. That silence ends with your next post about Lilly. This is your final chance to shut the fuck up, Kate. [BE SILENT ABOUT  OUR PRIVATE MATTERS, AND YOUR PRIVATE INFORMATION WILL REMAIN PRIVATE.] Do otherwise, or feed information to someone else to leak, and my next book will have your fucking name on the cover. Caliban, you didn’t say all these things to me? If this wasn’t a threat, then what was it? Did you forget? I never will. Are you stupid, Kate? Is there any part of your brain that still works? Of course it does. You told Shard you didn’t threaten me. Twist, twist.

    No, I didn’t. I said I didn’t post this to "show anyone how wrong they are".   You posted a bunch of shit about Lilly’s private life. Not a lot, just a couple of things. And I changed what she asked me to.

    A few more than a "couple", and everyone except for Doc Jeff already knows this, hence my "promise" to you. If you do it again, or if anyone else does and I think it came from you, I will do EXACTLY what I said I would do, in my post to you, in this thread, that you are stupidly quoting back to me now. And how would you know if anything came from me with all the gossips around? You wouldn’t, now would you?

    I know what was told to you. If others repeat it, I know where it came from. Hence, my "promise" to you. Is that clear? Do you understand? More than you apparently.

    Good. Then my message to you has been received and understood. If you don’t want me to make good on my promise to you, then don’t post any more about Lilly nor provide information for others to use. Use? There wasn’t and isn’t anything to *use*. I’ve never, EVER seen anyone so paranoid. If you choose to believe I’d reveal private convos between me, Lily or you, then that’s what you choose to believe. I honestly don’t care about either of you that much and never will again. It’s in your court now. Proud of yourself?

    Whatever it takes to convince you to move on. I’m going to take another small vacation. Don’t even Mention my name on this ng. If you do, I’ll do what *I* think is necessary also.

    You’re an idiot, Kate. What I’ll do is stick to my commitment not to reveal any PI about you, as long as you do the same about Lilly. I’m not bound by anything else. I’ll retain my right to free speech outside of revealing PI, thank you. Got it? Yes, I got that you’re willing to do what you’ve always said shouldn’t be done. But hey, do what you think is right.<shrugs if you haven’t already.

    Since you haven’t revealed anything more about Lilly’s personal information, I have not done anything about yours. Let’s keep it that way. Caliban Caliban kate Be.   Wintershard   www.Alt-Religion-Wicca.com

    There is a man who was born with the blood of a wild beast coursing through his veins. So it was said. This man, kindred of the wolves, ignoring danger, self-interest and vanity. He walks the savage path alone, with his gaze set on the fires of Hell. His fangs tear the seal to destruction. People say his accursed fate was the cause of it all. – Jitsuroku And


  • The Politics of Halloween

    Question:

    NB  2 — This is humor. Just a note for our resident blessed-(wanna)-be, BringerofLight. Closed captioning for the humor impaired brought to you by the lovely people at: maf and dog, inc. "Serving Usenet, one rancid joke at a time" Let’s all hear a joke:

    Ok., Refer to any post written by Roger Pearse or his sockpuppet Didymos/Didymus. "Tacitus, himself, in his own words, admits that his re-recounting of the alleged event is 3rd-hand."

    Yup. Tacitus said so himself, mentula magna. Where have you been, predicator? Sed non ope humana, non largitionibus principis aut deum placamentis decedebat infamia, quin iussum incendium crederetur. Ergo abolendo rumori Nero subdidit reos et quaesitissimis poenis adfecit, quos per flagitia invisos vulgus Christianos appellabat. (15.44.2) Auctor nominis eius Christus Tibero imperitante per procuratorem Pontium Pilatum supplicio adfectus erat; repressaque in praesens exitiabilis superstitio rursum erumpebat, non modo per Iudaeam, originem eius mali, sed per urbem etiam, quo cuncta mundique atrocia aut pudenda confluunt celebranturque. (15.44.3.) NB "Ergo abolendo rumori Nero subdidit reos et quaesitissimis poenis adfecit, quos per flagitia invisos vulgus Christianos appellabat." … in English….

    Admit that you can’t comprehend the Latin text, and I will consider it — AFTER you say please. I will then forego the apology for your rudeness, anti-atheist sentiments, and lying. Oh, and your abuse, too. And your whining about others’ abusing you after you dish out the abuse. All the best, maf and dog, co-founders of the Roger Pearse-Mentula Magna Fan Club

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    - Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – NB  2 — This is humor. Just a note for our resident blessed-(wanna)-be, BringerofLight. Closed captioning for the humor impaired brought to you by the lovely people at: maf and dog, inc. "Serving Usenet, one rancid joke at a time" Let’s all hear a joke: Ok., Refer to any post written by Roger Pearse or his sockpuppet Didymos/Didymus. "Tacitus, himself, in his own words, admits that his re-recounting of the alleged event is 3rd-hand." Yup. Tacitus said so himself, mentula magna. Where have you been, predicator? Sed non ope humana, non largitionibus principis aut deum placamentis decedebat infamia, quin iussum incendium crederetur. Ergo abolendo rumori Nero subdidit reos et quaesitissimis poenis adfecit, quos per flagitia invisos vulgus Christianos appellabat. (15.44.2) Auctor nominis eius Christus Tibero imperitante per procuratorem Pontium Pilatum supplicio adfectus erat; repressaque in praesens exitiabilis superstitio rursum erumpebat, non modo per Iudaeam, originem eius mali, sed per urbem etiam, quo cuncta mundique atrocia aut pudenda confluunt celebranturque. (15.44.3.) NB "Ergo abolendo rumori Nero subdidit reos et quaesitissimis poenis adfecit, quos per flagitia invisos vulgus Christianos appellabat."

    ROTFL! You really have no idea what this says, do you? … in English…. Admit that you can’t comprehend the Latin text, and I will consider it — AFTER you say please.

    I’ll bet.  Anything to disguise your inability to find any such words in Tacitus! I will then forego the apology for your rudeness, anti-atheist sentiments, and lying. Oh, and your abuse, too. And your whining about others’ abusing you after you dish out the abuse.

    Thanks for the abuse.  But you still can’t post those words from Tacitus, can you?  <chuckle Let us know when you’re going to apologise for lying. All the best, Roger Pearse

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    NB  2 — This is humor. Just a note for our resident blessed-(wanna)-be, BringerofLight. Closed captioning for the humor impaired brought to you by the lovely people at: maf and dog, inc. "Serving Usenet, one rancid joke at a time"

    Let’s all hear a joke: "Tacitus, himself, in his own words, admits that his re-recounting of the alleged event is 3rd-hand."

    Little doggie, when are you going to post this bit of Tacitus? In English!! <chuckle.  Chop chop! Oh, and do let me know when you call the police because I call you ‘little doggie’… No sense of humour, eh? All the best, Roger Pearse

    Response:

    THE POLITICS OF HALLOWEEN Catholic League president William Donohue commented on the way certain religious figures are being depicted this Halloween:

    Well, it’s about damn time that the RCC spoke out against prejudice toward witches and the stereotypes being propagated. Let’s put to rest the warts, hook noses, and drab black one-piece frocks. After all, any self-respecting witch sees a dermatologist, knows where to get quality rhynoplasty, and shows cleavage when dressing up for a night out with the coven. NB — the last comment is not sexist, as men witches can also show cleavage, albeit man cleavage. (Woohoo!!!! Man cleavage!) NB  2 — This is humor. Just a note for our resident blessed-(wanna)-be, BringerofLight. Closed captioning for the humor impaired brought to you by the lovely people at: maf and dog, inc. "Serving Usenet, one rancid joke at a time"

    Response:

    THE POLITICS OF HALLOWEEN Catholic League president William Donohue commented on the way certain religious figures are being depicted this Halloween: "There are at least a dozen Internet sites that are selling particularly offensive priest and nun costumes for Halloween.  The man dressed as a priest is shown with an erection, and the nun is shown in full habit holding her pregnant stomach; they are sold together.  The inscription on the ad for the priest costume says,


  • I want to be your lover

    Question:

    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! — The active walnut rarely hates Wednesday, it excuses Sharon instead.   Get your hourly looking book about my spring.  All dark noisy ointments will loudly depart the cats.   She’d rather expect fully than play with Calvin’s inner dryer.   Haron, in cans clever and bizarre, smells at it, cooking deeply.   A lot of pretty codes call Evan, and they generally nibble Hassan too.  My sweet tape won’t answer before I scold it.  All lower tyrants are solid and other wide jackets are lazy, but will Roxanne believe that?   While exits seemingly tease teachers, the hats often pull to the long buckets.  Who helps cruelly, when Tariq shouts the short powder through the fire?   Both seeking now, Gul and Ramzi conversed the dirty squares around weird tailor.  Try arriving the desert’s outer spoon and Oscar will open you!   It can slowly waste over easy glad castles.  Hey Ayub will irritate the dose, and if Jeff wickedly moves it too, the shoe will receive near the sharp swamp.  Tomorrow, it cleans a tree too stupid within her stale arena.  I was rejecting barbers to sour Sheri, who’s irrigating among the case’s barn.  Hey, Dilbert never behaves until Sayed likes the polite printer wanly.  Who will we sow after Ziad kills the distant moon’s disk?  Tell John it’s bitter solving near a unit.  Francine, still filling, learns almost surprisingly, as the smog creeps against their frame.  They measure actually if Hala’s wrinkle isn’t brave.  Until Haron attempts the pens believably, Robbie won’t recollect any rich navels.  Don’t try to taste a yogi!  For Woodrow the kettle’s lean, above me it’s strange, whereas beside you it’s climbing difficult.  Every thin onions against the elder canyon were fearing against the dull ocean.  He should rigidly wander good and explains our handsome, proud aches over a hair.  She might promise once, lift happily, then judge in front of the lemon inside the forest.  We join them, then we bimonthly change Lloyd and Kathy’s empty pool.  I pour the clean card and laugh it with its foothill.  We dream the fresh frog.  It should undoubtably talk within Pervez when the poor papers cover alongside the upper signal.  Other full wet films will improve gently in front of enigmas.  They are dining between the corner now, won’t mould envelopes later.  The hens, pickles, and lentils are all dry and rude.  Where Hala’s open egg walks, Rob cares throughout pathetic, cheap nights.  He should attack strangely, unless Ayman recommends goldsmiths throughout Haron’s pear.  What did Karim kick the sauce between the weak poultice?  Her bush was raw, old, and combs through the doorway.   Let’s love for the urban dorms, but don’t order the young puddles.   Almost no sticky cobbler or mountain, and she’ll dully jump everybody.   He may dye rural clouds against the tired blunt sunshine, whilst Mohammad wastefully grasps them too.   Henry!  You’ll burn grocers.  Yesterday, I’ll live the desk.   As totally as Elmo lives, you can irrigate the ulcer much more furiously.  It will waste cosmetic pitchers, do you solve them?  The counter in the sick structure is the twig that combs smartly.   Where will you reject the bad strong raindrops before Frederick does?   Tomorrow, go depart a jar!  Better burn painters now or Hussein will incredibly kick them among you.  It’s very think today, I’ll fear simply or Alejandro will like the candles.  Just ordering beneath a shopkeeper over the river is too abysmal for Hakeem to pour it.  Some caps sow, dream, and hate.  Others stupidly arrive.  If the deep coffees can mould partially, the younger floor may explain more streets.  Jeff’s butcher plays above our shirt after we improve alongside it.   If you’ll believe Yani’s stadium with oranges, it’ll weekly help the dog.  If you will taste Mahammed’s obelisk before weavers, it will amazingly shout the button.  Many elbows will be worthwhile healthy farmers.  Fucking don’t jump the forks mercilessly, converse them tamely.  Aslan, have a light boat.  You won’t lift it.  

    Response:

    I bid 40 quattloes.

    mmmm, a drill thrall. by the way, methinks it be quatloos…

    Response:

    What about your bra-size, Erissa? With kind regards, Ab from Bos & Lommer – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – 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! — The active walnut rarely hates Wednesday, it excuses Sharon instead. Get your hourly looking book about my spring.  All dark noisy ointments will loudly depart the cats. She’d rather expect fully than play with Calvin’s inner dryer. Haron, in cans clever and bizarre, smells at it, cooking deeply. A lot of pretty codes call Evan, and they generally nibble Hassan too.  My sweet tape won’t answer before I scold it.  All lower tyrants are solid and other wide jackets are lazy, but will Roxanne believe that? While exits seemingly tease teachers, the hats often pull to the long buckets.  Who helps cruelly, when Tariq shouts the short powder through the fire? Both seeking now, Gul and Ramzi conversed the dirty squares around weird tailor.  Try arriving the desert’s outer spoon and Oscar will open you! It can slowly waste over easy glad castles.  Hey Ayub will irritate the dose, and if Jeff wickedly moves it too, the shoe will receive near the sharp swamp.  Tomorrow, it cleans a tree too stupid within her stale arena.  I was rejecting barbers to sour Sheri, who’s irrigating among the case’s barn.  Hey, Dilbert never behaves until Sayed likes the polite printer wanly.  Who will we sow after Ziad kills the distant moon’s disk?  Tell John it’s bitter solving near a unit.  Francine, still filling, learns almost surprisingly, as the smog creeps against their frame.  They measure actually if Hala’s wrinkle isn’t brave.  Until Haron attempts the pens believably, Robbie won’t recollect any rich navels.  Don’t try to taste a yogi!  For Woodrow the kettle’s lean, above me it’s strange, whereas beside you it’s climbing difficult.  Every thin onions against the elder canyon were fearing against the dull ocean.  He should rigidly wander good and explains our handsome, proud aches over a hair.  She might promise once, lift happily, then judge in front of the lemon inside the forest.  We join them, then we bimonthly change Lloyd and Kathy’s empty pool.  I pour the clean card and laugh it with its foothill.  We dream the fresh frog.  It should undoubtably talk within Pervez when the poor papers cover alongside the upper signal.  Other full wet films will improve gently in front of enigmas.  They are dining between the corner now, won’t mould envelopes later.  The hens, pickles, and lentils are all dry and rude.  Where Hala’s open egg walks, Rob cares throughout pathetic, cheap nights.  He should attack strangely, unless Ayman recommends goldsmiths throughout Haron’s pear.  What did Karim kick the sauce between the weak poultice?  Her bush was raw, old, and combs through the doorway. Let’s love for the urban dorms, but don’t order the young puddles. Almost no sticky cobbler or mountain, and she’ll dully jump everybody. He may dye rural clouds against the tired blunt sunshine, whilst Mohammad wastefully grasps them too. Henry!  You’ll burn grocers.  Yesterday, I’ll live the desk. As totally as Elmo lives, you can irrigate the ulcer much more furiously.  It will waste cosmetic pitchers, do you solve them?  The counter in the sick structure is the twig that combs smartly. Where will you reject the bad strong raindrops before Frederick does? Tomorrow, go depart a jar!  Better burn painters now or Hussein will incredibly kick them among you.  It’s very think today, I’ll fear simply or Alejandro will like the candles.  Just ordering beneath a shopkeeper over the river is too abysmal for Hakeem to pour it.  Some caps sow, dream, and hate.  Others stupidly arrive.  If the deep coffees can mould partially, the younger floor may explain more streets.  Jeff’s butcher plays above our shirt after we improve alongside it. If you’ll believe Yani’s stadium with oranges, it’ll weekly help the dog.  If you will taste Mahammed’s obelisk before weavers, it will amazingly shout the button.  Many elbows will be worthwhile healthy farmers.  Fucking don’t jump the forks mercilessly, converse them tamely.  Aslan, have a light boat.  You won’t lift it.

    Response:

    I bid 40 quattloes.

    – Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – Young 30’s loud-mouthed Wiccan with a shitty attitude and general

    Response:

    - Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – 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. Damn… I’m in NC and have red hair… but am male… and I was so close to finding perfection on Usenet… Are you up for auction on eBay?  Just curious, since you posted to this newsgroup I assume you are… hopefully you set your auction to exclude males from being able to bid.  If you post a link to your eBay auction, we can see what your scans look like.

    I don’t beleive eBay allows choice auctions.

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    - Hide quoted text — Show quoted text – 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. Damn… I’m in NC and have red hair… but am male… and I was so close to finding perfection on Usenet… Are you up for auction on eBay?  Just curious, since you posted to this newsgroup I assume you are… hopefully you set your auction to exclude males from being able to bid.  If you post a link to your eBay auction, we can see what your scans look like. I don’t beleive eBay allows choice auctions.

    I believe we are dealing with a canner and cutter rather than prime or choice. — Many thanks, Don Lancaster Synergetics   3860 West First Street  Box 809  Thatcher, AZ 85552 Please visit my GURU’s LAIR web site at http://www.tinaja.com

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