My x10 has been fixed, expanded, stretched, and it's "bi" too -- it can fit
bob (if you think bob's pretty big when he's slack, you should see him when
he's hard!) and can even manage to get it's fist into an 1152*900 marilyn
monroe (that's why I call it xkennedy!). Such a deal! AC/DC and NUCLEAR
powered too!
> From: David Rogers <drogers@riacs.edu>
> Subject: I guess this is what passes for slack these days
>
> From: Niels P. Mayer <mayer%hplnpm@hplabs.HP.COM>
>
> Free tickets, and the chance to go backstage and drink their beer
> and fondle their lusty groupies seemed like a deal that couldn't
> be passed up. Well there were no lusty groupies but we did have a
> nice game of "flick the beer caps out the window"... it was
> true intellectual stimulation. an eternity of slack.
>
> Yeah, sounds like you've hit your pace. Really liked the faggy stuff,
> too.
Yes, i've hit my pace and SLACKENED it! Yes, back in the old days, where
myn were MEN and wymyn were WOMEN, those were the days of REAL TRUE SLACK,
and attaining slack was HARD work -- this is a paradox incase you're too
BLISSED OUT in your false slack to notice. Now we find slack around every
corner, and they're giving it away, a dime a dozen.
Back in the old days, we'd reach ENLIGHTENMENT of slack by continuously
wiping the dust that tarnishes the MIRROR of the soul, and nowadays, we're
finding that it's all done with mirrors in the first place; mirrors, fuzzy
dice, butthole surfing hang 10", and those stupid rainbow UNICORN stickers
stuck on the back windows of our cars. This is the FALSE slack that I was
practicing before, and David Rogers has caused me a mighty EPIPHANY -- I
renounce TEARFULLY my statement that i had reached slackdom by hanging out
and having that boozy bimbo bandmate breathing HOOTCH and cigarette SMOKE
in my face, and flicking beercaps wasn't slack either. For slack is a
mutisplendored thing, and can't be attained by just being a K-Mart shopper.
So all I can say now is "I'm sorry" and i promise not to do it again, for
i have sinned, and i have walked long and hard in the valley of the shadow
of a day in the life of the night of the living dead.... i got better.
-- Niels.
