Annoying Affectations: QUESTspeak, The Acceptable UMMM, & Intentional Word Repetition
Correspondent:: jlwn777@att.net
Date: 24 Feb 2005 14:52:21 -0800
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And now for something completely different:
A man with three buttocks!
Just kidding. But I do think that's the first Monty Python reference
I've made since I started blogging on 1/17/2005. So this is a special
day! Anyway, I digress. In additional to being a mathematician, a
scientist, an IT Professional, and a seeker of All Things Paranormal, I
am also a spotter of cultural trends and a life-long student of
Humanity's pretensions. Ever since I was a little kid, it's like I can
see right through people. Straight to heart of their intentions. It's
almost like I'm an Alien Observer (named Jala*AN?) who's evaluating the
risks and benefits of making First Contact. A quick example from the
"spotter of cultural trends" category: Search on the word "Kidult" in
Google. See what you find. Guess what? I invented that term in 1980 to
describe a new kind of big-kid-hybrid-adult that I saw evidence of all
around me. I found that this type of person was emerging way back in
1980 and I shared that concept (and the "Kidult" term) with literally
thousands of people throughout the course of the early 80's. That term
is now used by nearly every big advertising company in the world - they
use it describe exactly that type of person - the big-kid-hybrid-adult
(usually male). Did I copyright the term for some kind of "proof"? No,
I didn't. I don't really need proof. I'm not interested in claiming the
rights to any of the things that come to me intuitively. While it might
be nice to get some royalties on some of this stuff, I'm already very
well paid (as you know) from my "normal" work as a Systems Analyst and
IT Project Manager.
Today's lesson will focus on three very annoying Speech Affectations
that I've observed over the years. Here we go.
1- QUESTspeak (first observed in Boulder, CO in 1987 but was already
well underway even by then) - This is the annoying habit of using
question-like inflection at the end of a sentence that's actually a
statement and not a question. It's become so commonplace in this day
and age that you probably don't even notice it anymore. At any rate,
when I first arrived in Boulder in 1987, I certainly hadn't heard
anyone doing it before. But back then it was very regional. The folks I
observed doing it most often, way back then, were from Chicagoland and
Upstate NY. Sometimes, it's polite - as in "do you know what I mean?"
Other times, it's completely condescending as in "you couldn't POSSIBLY
understand what I'm saying to you but I'm saying it anyway." We run
into QUESTspeakers each and every day. We hear them in the media. We
can only do our best to discern the reasons why the subject chooses the
affectation. Good luck! My usual response to someone who's practicing
the condescending version is to say "Is that a question?" Usually, that
BURNS them up. And they realize what they've done. It's so funny when
the QUESTspoken response actually causes confusion around the
condescending user's actual intentions. At that moment, the listeners
are saying "well, was that a question or was that an answer?" I must
admit, I am not immune. I will find myself, every once and a while and
quite innocently mind you, slipping in a QUESTspoken response. Of
course, it's usually of the "do you know what I mean?"
non-condescending variety. Usually.
2- The Acceptable UMMM (first observed in the NY metropolitan region in
1995) - If you're old enough, you remember a time when putting an UMMM
into your sentences was frowned upon. It meant that you didn't have a
proper grasp on the ideas and thoughts you were presenting. NO LONGER!
Now, it's a sign of UBERintelligence to sprinkle some UMMMs (or UHHHs)
throughout one's presentation. The users of the Acceptable UMMM (or
UHHH) think that it adds a more humane quality to their responses and
allows the listener time to reflect, along with the speaker, upon the
greatness of the words being spoken. Of course, there are other
examples where the person is a little child or very shy and the
UMMM/UHHH is genuine. But most adults using this today are doing it for
the drama. And it's an affectation that I find to be particularly
annoying. Listen for it.
3- Intentional Word Repetition (first observed in the NY metropolitan
region in 1997) - We hear this one more and more often from TV
reporters but, I can assure you, it's practiced during our everyday
interactions as well. This is not to be confused with stuttering.
Stuttering is a neurological disorder. That's not what this is. This is
a Human Being who's very caught up in their presentation and they want
to make sure we're sharing in the excitement (THE DRAMA) as well.
Real-life example: "Peter, if you could see the the the looks on these
children's faces as their loved ones meet them here at Newark Liberty.
It's it's it's truly remarkable. It really is." Transcripts of this
annoying individual's remarks will most likely leave out the repeated
words (thinking them to be a typo). But believe me, they're there.
Listen for this one and see if you can discern why the non-stuttering
Human Being would choose to repeat certain words within the sentence
that you're hearing. It's all about THE DRAMA, folks! It's them making
sure you feel the excitement and the importance of their words - just
like they do!
We are truly living in an era of The Great Communicators! Or so they
would have us believe. HA!!!
1by1as1,
I AM Jala*AN.
http://www.the111experience.org
http://www.livejournal.com/users/jlwn111
Correspondent:: HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer
Date: Thu, 24 Feb 2005 21:27:01 -0600
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On 24 Feb 2005 14:52:21 -0800, jlwn777@att.net wrote:
pssst!
j'lahn,
your blog is showing
*wince*
zip up
and I'll try to forget I saw anything
Correspondent:: jlwn777@att.net
Date: 25 Feb 2005 08:22:07 -0800
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HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer wrote:
>
> your blog is showing
>
> *wince*
>
I take it that the *wince* comes from you wondering how in the world
your ASS will absorb all nearly 9 inches of... ahem... my BLOG? Wince
away, baby. Wince away.
The words of a great poet come to mind:
Don't fool yerself girl
It's lookin' at you
Don't fool yerself girl
It's winkin' at you
Don't fool yerself girl
It's blinkin' at you
That's why I say
I'm gonna ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
[Corn hole]
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
[Fist fuck]
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
[Wrist-watch; crisco]
Ram it, ram it, ram it
Ram it up yer poop chute
[Pud!]
Don't fool yerself, girl
It's goin' right up yer poop chute
Don't fool yerself, girl
It's goin' right up yer poop chute
(etc., repeats)
Oh I knew you'd be surprised...
Correspondent:: HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer
Date: Fri, 25 Feb 2005 10:42:28 -0600
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On 25 Feb 2005 08:22:07 -0800, jlwn777@att.net wrote:
>HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer wrote:
>
>>
>> your blog is showing
>>
>> *wince*
>>
>
>I take it that the *wince* comes from you wondering how in the world
>your ASS will absorb all nearly 9 inches of... ahem... my BLOG? Wince
>away, baby. Wince away.
>
>The words of a great poet come to mind:
>
>Don't fool yerself girl
>It's lookin' at you
>Don't fool yerself girl
>It's winkin' at you
>Don't fool yerself girl
>It's blinkin' at you
>That's why I say
>I'm gonna ram it, ram it, ram it
>Ram it up yer poop chute
>[Corn hole]
>Ram it, ram it, ram it
>Ram it up yer poop chute
>[Fist fuck]
>Ram it, ram it, ram it
>Ram it up yer poop chute
>[Wrist-watch; crisco]
>Ram it, ram it, ram it
>Ram it up yer poop chute
>[Pud!]
>
>Don't fool yerself, girl
>It's goin' right up yer poop chute
>Don't fool yerself, girl
>It's goin' right up yer poop chute
>(etc., repeats)
>
>Oh I knew you'd be surprised...
You're such a dork.
Correspondent:: jlwn777@att.net
Date: 25 Feb 2005 12:06:02 -0800
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HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer wrote:
>
> You're such a dork.
>
Why, just because I like Zappa? Because I quoted Zappa? It is because I
have a NINE INCH COCK? Why, HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer, why?
Correspondent:: "End x Art"
Date: 25 Feb 2005 17:17:31 -0800
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Because when someone politely tries to spare you the humiliation of
overexposing yourself by reposting your self indulgent and redundent
blog to a newsgroup, where it doesn't belong, you made a bigger
spectacle of yourself by responding by quoting, Zappa, was it? I
wouldn't know.
Many mammals have sizable cocks but that doesn't mean that I want to
cross species mate with them. Your cock size is irrelevent for just
that reason.
Dork.
Correspondent:: jlwn777@att.net
Date: 26 Feb 2005 13:49:35 -0800
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End x Art wrote:
> Because when someone politely tries to spare you the humiliation of
> overexposing yourself by reposting your self indulgent and redundent
[sic]
> blog to a newsgroup, where it doesn't belong, you made a bigger
> spectacle of yourself by responding by quoting, Zappa, was it? I
> wouldn't know.
>
> Many mammals have sizable cocks but that doesn't mean that I want to
> cross species mate with them. Your cock size is irrelevent [sic] for
just
> that reason.
>
Perhaps if you had spelled REDUNDANT and IRRELEVANT correctly, there's
a chance (a very slight chance) that I would have taken you more
seriously.
And another thing, what does "cross-species mating" have to do with my
nine inch cock jammed up your tiny little ass? There's NO connection.
You're grasping at straws. While you cry out in pain. As your butt-hole
rips apart.
Now there's a RELEVANT and NON-REDUNDANT image for ya!
Speaking of your bloody ass, you had better get that mess to the
emergency room, kid, or you're gonna die from the blood loss. GET
MOVING!
Correspondent:: HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer
Date: Sat, 26 Feb 2005 17:20:07 -0600
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On 26 Feb 2005 13:49:35 -0800, jlwn777@att.net wrote:
Mi ess is purrfeck but yer stil 9 CENTEMETTER limpdikked dorhk. Wit a
neede to spahm the intrenit wid yer dum blogg.
metrique 9 unyt dork.
Correspondent:: jlwn777@att.net
Date: 26 Feb 2005 15:35:15 -0800
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HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer wrote:
> On 26 Feb 2005 13:49:35 -0800, jlwn777@att.net wrote:
>
> Mi ess is purrfeck but yer stil 9 CENTEMETTER limpdikked dorhk. Wit
a
> neede to spahm the intrenit wid yer dum blogg.
>
> metrique 9 unyt dork.
Who are you trying to kid? You're not Salacia! You big faker, you!
Correspondent:: HellPope Huey
Date: Sun, 27 Feb 2005 00:06:17 GMT
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In article <1109460914.988026.245840@f14g2000cwb.googlegroups.com>,
jlwn777@att.net wrote:
> HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer wrote:
> > On 26 Feb 2005 13:49:35 -0800, jlwn777@att.net wrote:
> >
> > Mi ess is purrfeck but yer stil 9 CENTEMETTER limpdikked dorhk. Wit
> a neede to spahm the intrenit wid yer dum blogg.
> >metrique 9 unyt dork.
>
> Who are you trying to kid? You're not Salacia! You big faker, you!
No matter; your ugly, flopping mammy-tits are still making the group
urp and that trumps a spate of iffy editing. You should be subjected to
anal beads made from bowling balls.
--
HellPope Huey
That's no place for a clothespin, Ethel
This idea that love overtakes you is nonsense.
This is but a polite manifestation of sex.
To love another you have to undertake
some fragment of their destiny.
~ Quentin Crisp
Man: "I'd like to take you out
in a monster-free city."
Woman: "I'd like that."
- from "Gamera: Guardian of the Universe"
Correspondent:: HellPope Huey
Date: Sat, 26 Feb 2005 04:08:13 GMT
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In article <1109361962.674315.94400@f14g2000cwb.googlegroups.com>,
jlwn777@att.net wrote:
> HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer wrote:
> >
> > You're such a dork.
>
> Why, just because I like Zappa? Because I quoted Zappa? It is because I
> have a NINE INCH COCK? Why, HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer, why?
Its because you have those big, flappy black mammy-breasteses and keep
appearing in public, brazenly wearing a halter top and making people
wretch at the sight of your horrific, saucer-sized death-nipples. Get a
trenchcoat, you Columbinean nit.
--
HellPope Huey
Trying to shake the snapping cur of Society
offa my pants cuff since 1959
"This will be our reply to violence:
to make music more intensely,
more beautifully,
more devotedly than ever before. "
- Leonard Bernstein
"Magic is the cheat codes for the world.
Sending a signal
to reality's operating system, see?"
- "Planetary"
Correspondent:: jlwn777@att.net
Date: 26 Feb 2005 16:12:02 -0800
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You've got me confused with someone else, Huey. I'm actually the one
already *in* the black Trenchcoat. You can tell it's me by the Oakley
Thump 256MB sunglasses.
So, meet you at 7PM tomorrow night for dinner? Or perhaps, better yet,
at the Grande Finale? You know, X-Day IX in 2006? It's a date!
I'll be the one in the black Trenchcoat wearing Oakley Thump 256MB
sunglasses. Who knows, maybe they'll be 2GB sunglasses by then! Anyway,
the frames are black and the lenses are Polarized Black Iridium (THAT'S
not gonna change). I'll be listening to AC/DC - BACK IN BLACK (and
THAT'S not gonna change either). It'll be good to see you all again.
Boo!
Oh, and Huey? PLEASE FUCK OFF AND DIE! Whenever you get a chance, of
course. Thanks much!
Correspondent:: "End x Art"
Date: 26 Feb 2005 17:06:55 -0800
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Thes is jlaheoan we'rere tocking bout hear. if jlehaon'hn hed a 9 nch
coch he wudde hed pikturs on alt.binneries.slak ever dey to shew of hes
onliest slim (and I do mean SLIM) evadance of bing mail. He cant sos he
shews a dum blawg nsted. & tell girlz on nternut hez got bigg cok foer
to tri to imprezz them ladees thetz relly menz. Evin that studlee dood
Slacia
Correspondent:: jlwn777@att.net
Date: 26 Feb 2005 19:07:08 -0800
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End x Art wrote:
> Thes is jlaheoan we'rere tocking bout hear.
>
[snip]
This has become SO fucking tedious. SO fucking boring! Again. In fact,
it really does look like we've once again come full circle. So... once
again... for my last post EVER to alt.slack, I thought it would be good
to recap the various pronouncements I've made against Stang, Legume,
and the entire Church of the Subgenius. So... here you go, you
BRAIN-DAMAGED, ACID-BAKED, UTTERLY INSANE LOSERS:
You must know that your movement is DOOMED. It was always its destiny
to end like this. With a handful of unemployed, poorly educated
sub-humans (mostly GUYS) clinging to a DRUG-INDUCED "fantasy religion"
as if it really meant anything REAL to anyone (aside from yourselves,
of course).
BTW --- FROP=WEED=POT=MARIJUANA. Cut the cute jokes about where it
comes from. It's weed. You get it from your dealer. You get it on the
BLACK MARKET. And it's only a matter of time before you are BUSTED! If
it were only the FROP (excuse me, THE POT) that was going to bring you
down, you could relax. And smoke a bone. But it's not. It's not just
the ILLEGAL DRUG USE that will bring down the Church. It will actually
be brought down from within. You'll do it to yourselves. How exactly
will this happen? Only time will tell, My Children, only time will
tell.
We shall start with the challenge I made to Legume, many moons ago. You
know, the challenge that he, like a tiny little 4 year-old girl, ran
away from:
I would prefer a Battle of Wits (with you, you Fat Fuck). It would
probably be more humiliating (for you, you Fat Fuck). I could take you
on in any number of subjects, but my preference would be Math and/or
Physics (my specialties). It would kinda be like Math League or
Physics League (you know, like from High School). Only bloodier. Upon
losing, the loser (which I'm betting would be you) would be promptly
drawn and quartered by those gathered. Spectators would then be asked
to defecate and/or urinate, one at a time, on the whole mess. Your
bloody, piss-and-shit-soaked body parts would then be sold at a live
Brushwood Auction. With Stang as the Auctioneer. Or later on eBay.
Personally? I'll be bidding on your lungs.
NOW WOULDN'T THAT BE FUN???
So, is your pathetic, tiny little back-yard wrestler pea-brain up for
the challenge? OR ARE YOU CHICKEN???!!!
If you want to make it a REAL back-yard wrestler fight (which is
probably what your white trash ass is used to), I would be up for that
too. You'll lose either way.
Then there were these:
p.s. I --- Stang, you are SO fucking paranoid. But maybe it's just an
acute awareness of WHAT IS SO. That's the other possibility. THEY'RE
COMING TO GET YOU (you know, The Authorities - The Authorities who
want to haul shit out of your house in big boxes and then take you
"downtown" [HA!!!] for questioning)!!! SOON!!! And that goes triple
for Legume...
p.s. II --- "Bob" is a fictional character created by deranged, poor,
under-educated, struggling-to-make-ends-meet, white trash, backyard
wrestler-types. I mean, you know that, right?
And who could forget these gems:
I've never attended an X-Day Drill, you stupid fuck, nor do I plan on
attending one in the future (there's only 1 left, right?). I faked
joining you fucks the first time. Sent an envelope with no money in it
and then complained that you didn't process my order. I think I did
that twice, actually. Just to fuck with you. And then at some point
several years ago, out of pity, I finally decided that
I should REALLY send 30 bucks. Then I got to see how SHITTY your
"front office" is -- how you can't really track anything and haven't a
fucking clue what your fulfillment DMOQs are --- you're lacking a good
set of METRICS, my boy. You may want to dust off the SLA and the DCA
too (if these documents even exist). And then when I finally got the
silly little membership package, I truly felt sorry for you all. What
a joke. A fucking black folder from Staples with STALE, out-dated,
crappily reproduced documents. HA!!! But getting back to X-Day --- I
really can't wait to see what happens this year - I'm predicting that
some day, you'll all finally "do it" (you know, Heaven's Gate style). I
won't be there of course, but I do hope to hear of Your Final Desperate
Act through the world's global media engine.
> NOW who's nutty?
You, Legume. You're still nutty. And you're also (still) "like some
kind of bald, fat, smelly, early 70's hand-puppet (think 'Mr. Wilson')
mixed in with a pile of old clothes at the rummage sale." And Stang is
Dennis.
And then to Stang directly:
Have you taken a good look at yourself lately??? You're a fucking
wrinkled old BUTT-UGLY greasy looking lice-infested scumbag! In fact,
you look like you're dying. You should take better care of yourself.
Take a multi-vitamin every day maybe (even if you can't afford it!).
You're just plain WRONG about so many things and I promised myself I
wouldn't bother you again until next month, but puh-leeeeeeeeeese stop
insisting that somehow I went to Amsterdam in '01 to "follow" you.
LISTEN UP --- I DID NOT GO TO AMSTERDAM!!! I NEVER HAD ANY TICKETS!!!
I used my Rand McNally Road Atlas & City Guide of Europe to reference
landmarks, parks, streets, etc. in a ploy designed to make you think I
was there! Why the fuck would I waste my time following you to fucking
Europe?! You're not that important! If you think I posted that post to
the Amsterdam guestbook from Europe --- think again!
YOU, my OLD, UNDEREDUCATED, SHORT, POOR, BACKYARD-WRESTLER-TYPE WHITE
TRASH FUCK, are the one who's delusional. Delusions of Grandeur!!! Too
bad you can't afford a shrink. HA!!!
And as for rumors that the FBI has been (for years!) tracking your
pathetic little UFO deathcult, why don't YOU tell everyone what's been
going on. You're closer to the WIRES than I am.
And more "observations" for Legume too:
I have an even more amazing file on you kooks. I've been tracking your
little "movement" since 1983. And not that it will mean anything to
you, little one, but I'm an "old school" listener of WFMU. You're the
dangerous ones. You, Legume, in particular. You're a sick, violent,
dangerous fuck. And that goes triple for Stang.
And what about JULY FIFTH? ANY July 5th. Here you go:
"THURSDAY JULY 5, 6:50 to 7:20 AM -- Brushwood Pavillion [sic] -- cast
of sleepy-eyed dozens await saucers, are tragically disappointed,
express their tremendous shock and grief." - Rev. Ivan Stang
To me, the rest is all BULLSHIT (a "camping trip" --- a "dinner party"
--- a "pot luck supper"). Seriously, "I'm REALLY
Strange"/Alien/UFO/"Bob"/"Doomsday" Cults don't last. They ALL "end"
and/or "die" (and it usually it happens at the request of their
"leader(s)" - but only when "he" or "she" and/or "HE AND SHE" are
ready to pack it in). I'll leave it up to you to figure out who "HE
AND SHE" are.
And to close, bits from the classic 6/21/1998 IRC transcript:
Friday-J: I will mourn you after you are cut down by the mad gunman
with the freckles on his hands
DrLegume: Man, I get that feeling too. Remember the name "J'lahn". I
think HE'LL be the one.
Stang: GGG -- hardy har har. That would go with all the sudden
Emergency Room vsits of last week.
PeeKitty: My prediction: ICE is coming to x-day for the sole purpose
of assassinating me, his longtime crush on Uni driving him to ever
greater heights of sanity, and the realization that I MUST BE STOPPED!
Friday-J: Seven - Two and Two and Two and One - SEVEN BULLETS IN YOUR
HEAD!PeeKitty: Janor is driving the getaway vehicle, and therefore
will end up in the lake.
GGGordon: hey i'm all checked out on those emergency rooms
Absent: I dont remember
Stang: "J'Lahn" is the II_III_II guy, right?
ICEKNIFE: no, I'm coming because Stang doesn't want me to.
PeeKitty: And STERNO is the unknown...the x-factor. WATCH AND SEE.
Friday-J: Stang - Has Sivet recovered her healthy vaginal glow?
GGGordon: Peekay: can I watch
PeeKitty: Yeah...j'lahn. Weird guy. Kinda funny.
PeeKitty: GGG you MAY NOT HAVE A CHOICE.
DrLegume: J'lahn
Friday-J admires the glow
P-Lil: HA HA. GGGRILLA ON TV SNEEZED.
DrLegume: He's bent
GGGordon: yeah she'll tell you Daddy
Stang: J'lahn said he was going to be carrying a great big sign.
PeeKitty: ICE, Stang loves you like he loves his children. He'd be
crushed were you not there.
PeeKitty: We shouldn' be able to miss him!
PeeKitty: Who wants to bet that J'Lahn is one of the FBI agents,
undercover?
DrLegume: J'lahn has sent me some really creepy stalker-type emails
GGGordon: legume forward some to me
Stang: Actually, I'll bet the REAL CRAAAAZIES will go to Swiss Avenue
in Dallas and wander around near the old post office, like it says in
the Book. I don't even know who lives in my old house, the poor
bastards...
E_Strange: Legume...forward them
Stang: The TRUE serious SubGenius kooks go by BoSG alone, and probably
have no inkling that Brushwood or even Revelation X exist.
PeeKitty: Legume: Share the stalking!
DrLegume: I deleted then 2 months ago
DrLegume: J'lahn got really pissed when I didn't return an email he
supposedly sent that I never recieved
DrLegume: He FREAKED OUT
Stang: Legume -- I haven't heard from J'lahn... and I'll bet the
Mini-Mwowm pissed him off too!
Stang: The Mini-Mwowm is there specifically to frustrate those nut
cases.
DrLegume: After that I sent him the same form reply over &
over..."Thank you
for your interest in "Bob" Dobbs. We value customer feedback, etc.
Stang: Legume -- have you seen the "LETTERS TO EXPOSEBOB"? I got part
one in the X-Day "Signs of the End Times" section on SubSITE and Part
2 will be up tomorrow.
DrLegume: SubSite? What's THAT?
Stang: That Kuersteiner anti-Dobbs guy hates us so much that he
forwards his mail to me as if to gloat! It's hilarious stuff.
DrLegume: Kuerstiner? What kinda KIKE name is that?
Stang: Dr. Legume, I can see why some people get the impression that
you are some kind of actual frothing at the mouth racist.
DrLegume: I'm a yeti racist
DrLegume: Gnight
DrLegume: Night ggg, fri
DrBuglove: Night GGG
DrLegume: Bye bj
DrLegume: Sunday night forecast: wild negroes rape innocent republican
babies
Stang: Legume -- there are no "innocent" Republican babies.
DrLegume: Kiss ass Stang!
Stang: FUCK YOU LEGUME!!!
Stang: Legume -- having this aged dog who must surely soon die, I have
been enjoying watching wimps get all teary-eyed just contemplating the
demise of this mutt they don't even know.
DrLegume: I know how attached you are to that stinky old walking
carcass, Stang. you aint foolin' me with yer bluster
DrLegume: bye bug
DrLegume: I'm going to eat every nigger on Earth on Xday
PeeKitty: Absent: All because of Dr. "Nigger-hating" Legume over
there!DrLegume: Bullshit, Pkitty, there were NEVER any nigger subgs
Stang: I'm gonna split now! "SHE" is here!
Well, that just about does it. I'll still be monitoring you. Only in a
WAY more covert fashion. Wait a sec! Couple more things just came in:
3 Things? You want 3 Things? OK. The only 3 Things I have for you at
this point, are these 3 Things:
:: Key I (a) ::
Aldehyde Reductase
w/Number
Aleph*Gimel*Kaph
3=III=111=7
:: Key I (b) ::
Hyponitrite Reductase
w/Text
Beth*Daleth*Tzaddi
11:11 = 22=HEXF=15=TheHornedOne=OMEGA=1
:: Key I (c) ::
DNA-Directed DNA Polymerase
w/Communication
Yod*He*Vau
11_111_11=II_III_II= ALL-SEVEN
Yes, those 3 Things will do nicely (for now).
And when the time comes for sorting everything out, this dialogue may
come in handy. I said MAY come in handy. Not will. Time will tell.
Yup, it sure will.
"Schmuck. Biographical survey, 2006, the last one they published.
Simonson, William R. - Born 1954 - evidently unmarried. Graduated Yale
Law School in 1977. Principal partner in Simonson, Bordon, and
Santini. In 1997 he was the director of Holcox manufacturing -
Norfolk, Virginia - specialist in manufacturing freeze-drying
equipment for commercial food processing. And in 2018, Holcox was
acquired by Soylent and Simonson became a member of the board."
"The board of Soylent?"
"Your dead one was a very important man. Soylent controls the food
supply for half the world."
"Perfect."
"Now what else do you want?"
"Everything."
"Well, uh, Law, Soylent, Oceanography, Politics..."
"Across the board!"
"Across? Oh that's impossible."
"Check the exchange."
"Check the exchange? I need you to tell me that? You know I was a
teacher once. A full professor - a respected man!"
"Make a special effort willya Sol? This case is for real - for a lot
of marbles."
"For who?"
"Nevermind."
NEVERMIND, indeed...
Later (*much* later!),
I AM Jala*AN.
Lawrence, KS, USA
http://www.the111experience.org
http://www.livejournal.com/users/jlwn111
"All my life I've awaited your coming and dreaded it."
"I knew soon."
"Watching you struggle with what is beneath your spirit to understand
pains me."
"Now you listen to me. While I will admit to a certain cynicism, the
fact is I am a naysayer and hatchetman in the fight against violence.
I pride myself on taking a punch and I'll gladly take another because
I choose to live my life in the company of Gandhi and King. My
concerns are global. I reject absolutely pride, aggression, and
retaliation. The foundation of such a method is love."
"Don't weaken, Pilgrim. 'Twixt nuggets and nothing she's usually
going to show you some flake."
"Show him My Children, show him the Pretty Marks."
"That such truths may seem trivial I am well aware."
Correspondent:: HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer
Date: Sat, 26 Feb 2005 21:51:59 -0600
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On 26 Feb 2005 19:07:08 -0800, jlwn777@att.net wrote:
>End x Art wrote:
>> Thes is jlaheoan we'rere tocking bout hear.
>>
>
>[snip]
>
>This has become SO fucking tedious. SO fucking boring! Again. In fact,
>it really does look like we've once again come full circle. So... once
>again... for my last post EVER to alt.slack, I thought it would be good
>to recap the various pronouncements I've made against Stang, Legume,
>and the entire Church of the Subgenius. So... here you go, you
>BRAIN-DAMAGED, ACID-BAKED, UTTERLY INSANE LOSERS:
Slaxia wit gyent kok sez, "I OHN U" gyrrly man Jello hahahahan!"
I ware duh mauve tranchcote, wid duh rinestohn codpeese. Dey cawl mee
GgggggAAAArrrrrrggaaaantttuuuuuuuAAAaa LaRue!
Alistir Crawley is tattooed on mi taint. So's hawt saurcerers lik u
can gays et hem wen yu shuv ur 9 sentemeter kawk up mie eeegar
essssss.
Ssssssseeee 111 assyduh ovahserer
wonse u go dahkie you nevah go bahkie, Jalonnie me homie.
SSssssleeeerrrp!
Correspondent:: HellPope Huey
Date: Sun, 27 Feb 2005 04:40:45 GMT
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In article <1109463122.880382.210000@g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com>,
jlwn777@att.net wrote:
> Oh, and Huey? PLEASE FUCK OFF AND DIE! Whenever you get a chance, of
> course. Thanks much!
Gee, this is a pretty rare event for me, since I can take a joke better
than most, but, um *PLONK*! You're giving the other nitwits a bad name.
--
HellPope Huey
Praise the Lord and pass the gallstones
God appoints our graces
to be nurses to other men's weaknesses.
- Henry Ward Beecher
"Every time Jesus shuts a door,
He opens a window."
"Yeah, so we have something to jump out of."
- "Saved!'
Correspondent:: Rev DJ Epoch
Date: 27 Feb 2005 17:26:26 GMT
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HellPope Huey wrote in news:Grinningbastard-
8BB2DC.22420226022005@news1.west.earthlink.net:
> In article <1109463122.880382.210000@g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com>,
> jlwn777@att.net wrote:
>
>> Oh, and Huey? PLEASE FUCK OFF AND DIE! Whenever you get a chance, of
>> course. Thanks much!
>
> Gee, this is a pretty rare event for me, since I can take a joke better
> than most, but, um *PLONK*! You're giving the other nitwits a bad name.
>
I thought fuckwit has said he was gone FOR THE VERY LAST TIME? Would
someone please show monkeynads j'luser the door?? AND MAKE SURE HE STAYS
OUTSIDE!
--
12th Epochalyptic FisTempleDungeon of The Church of Our Lady of Perpetual
Motion
Cathedral, Carwash and Dancehall- Home of the Traci Lords Memorial Brothel
Rev. DJ Epoch - proprietor and janitor
Divine Southern Redneck Yeti Clench Recruitment site: http://revdjepoch.COM
"Yeah yeah. It's all fun and games until someone ingests a quantum
singularity and implodes!!"
-- DJ Epoch
"People from other countries are so goddamned foreign. I hope they stay
where they come from."
-- HellPope Huey