dear alt.slack know it all



From: "Pater Nostril"
Newsgroups: alt.slack
Date: Sat, Jan 19, 2002

you are a rabid dog....

what do you do?
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From: "Two Beans"


I bite! grrr...

--
Two Beans
http://www.eyeofthewarp.com/twobeans
http://www.eyeofthewarp.com/nhgh
http://mp3.com/twobeans

"There, the spark leaps to life. The Golden Age quivers on the brink of
creation. Live, my machine! Live my savior! You have my breath... You have
my dream, my dream."
-The Residents, "Failure / Reconstruction" from the album Mark of the Mole
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From: nu-monet

Get very introspective and write a novel.
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From: no fuckin' job

What, you haven't had your shots?

nfj
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From: "rev_cletus"

Run fer Prezzydink, 'n fellate Beeg White Capitaleest Peegs, 'n stuff.

Why?

--
Rev. Cletus Aurelius
Q4"B"4L
Flower Town Detachment, Dobbs-on-a-Stick
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From: HellPope Huey

Bite Bush and his whole Cabinet in the arse.
Bite Geraldo Rivera in the arse.
Bite Kathy Lee & Martha Stewrat in the arse.
Bite K*v**, icewipe & billpalmer in the arse.
Eat shit.
Post to alt.slack.
Roll in dead stuff.
Foam at the mouth.
Hump a poodle.
Butthump a MALE poodle, I'm a dog, what do I care.
Post to alt.slack again.
Get shot dead by an off-duty cop.
Stink.

  HellPope Huey, hellpopehuey@subgenius.com
      Creator of the Teleporting Cat Box

  "...and always remember
      the last words of my grandfather,
        who said 'A truck!'..."
                - Emo Philips

 "If you want to know what God thinks of money,
    just look at the people He gave it to."
                - Dorothy Parker

  "You cannot drink
     the cup of the Lord
       and the cup of demons."
                - I Corinthians 10:20-22
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From: HellPope Huey

In article <3C497E66.DF4@succeeds.com>, nu-monet says...
>>Pater Nostril wrote:
>>
>> you are a rabid dog....
>>>what do you do?
>
>>Get very introspective and write a novel.

Start my own horrifying comedy cult from the heart of Texas or:

Use my millions to bomb a prime landmark in the greatest, richest, most
POWERFUL country in the damned world and then die in the fucking desert because
I need dialysis I can't access while running from the determined military of
that same country or:

Do a late night exploitation talk show on UPN or:

Take a job as an insurance adjuster or telemarketer.

  HellPope Huey, hellpopehuey@subgenius.com
      Creator of the Teleporting Cat Box

  "...and always remember
      the last words of my grandfather,
        who said 'A truck!'..."
                - Emo Philips

 "If you want to know what God thinks of money,
    just look at the people He gave it to."
                - Dorothy Parker

  "You cannot drink
     the cup of the Lord
       and the cup of demons."
                - I Corinthians 10:20-2
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From: "Paul E. Jamison"

Pater Nostril wrote:

> you are a rabid dog....
>
> what do you do?

Go out and chase rabids.

Paul E. Jamison

--

"There's more pressure on a vet to get it right.
People say 'It was God's will' when Granny dies,
but they get *angry* when they lose a cow."
                                  - Terry Pratchett
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From: "The Not Quite Sane One"

"Pater Nostril" wrote in message
news:Jgb28.2290$hp6.2159@nwrddc01.gnilink.net...
> you are a rabid dog....
>
> what do you do?

Form a Political Action Committee.

--
Rev. St. Klyf "Not Max Cannon" the Not-Quite-Sane, ESB

"This place is swell.
But the swelling's gone down."
 --Tank Girl
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From: Kopi Luwak

Pater Nostril wrote to %newsgroups% /n/n:

>you are a rabid dog....
>
>what do you do?
>

froth.

--
"Two wrongs may not make a right but a few dozen maybes can make a really."

 

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