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Date: Sun, 24 Feb 91 02:19:43 EST
From: Michael Turyn <mturyn@psyche.mit.edu>
Message-Id: <9102240719.AA12188@psyche.mit.edu>
To: Subgenius@mc.lcs.mit.edu
Subject:
I gave Penn Gillette The Salute a few years back, and he signed my
gong fu shoe ``In ``Bob'' 's Name''. Penn would probably have come [huyp!]
to the Church via the Way of the Carnival Barker (as opposed to the more
common Way of the Quote--Heavy Teen, or Meifumaidobbs).
A bit of of televideomancy just now produced the words:
This drought is caused primarily by a lack of water.
---Unethical, but very effective nonetheless.
You 're nothing but a cheap trickster.
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Date: Sun, 24 Feb 91 14:38:40 -0800
From: 71155000 <skreee@ucscb.ucsc.edu>
Message-Id: <9102242238.AA17321@ucscb.UCSC.EDU>
To: Subgenius@mc.lcs.mit.edu
Subject:
As a practicing member of the ol' Mysto-Bob Choich, I would like
to state a fact: Strobe-Lights and Loud Music ALWAYS make up for bad
choreography---
Why do I say this you ask? On Friday,22 of Feb. three of Santa Cruz'
most powerful subgenii absolutely destroyed a most PINK event...
Banshee, Rev. Gristle, and yours truly, Rev. Skreee, decided to hit
the big stage at an annual "AIR BAND" contest.... You know, like a bunch of
lame asses get up on stage and mouth the words and air guitar to Bon Jovi or
the soundtrack to "Fiddler on the Roof"----nuff said..
Anywho the three of us lept on stage- and they put us on first -with
a horribly exquisite version of "SWEAT LOAF" by the Butthole Surfers-- for
those who have missed this fine tune it begins with a monolog which goes
something like this:
"Daddy?"
"Yes, son?
"What does regret mean?"
"Well a funny thing about regret is, its better to regret something you have done, then to regret something you haven't done....Oh and if you see your
mother this weekend remember to tell her- SATAN, SATAN, SATAN (at which point
the song takes off into pure chaos)
In any case we were the best to show up at this competition....we
grinded away in front of a taxidermied deer head (one equiped with a light bulb
in the nose) a few strobe lights, and very little clothing (except for gristle)
.... I have a feeling we have made a deep psycological impact on the poor
lil' dupes who attended this one-time event... nightmares for months if nothing
else....
And on a final SLACKFUL note, for this inadvertant devival we will be
recieving $40... a dab o' DOBBS will do ya....
P.S. Gristle also had the
forethought to tape a
DOBBS HEAD over the main
podium... Bob smiled...
and the dupes watched...
...and the M.C. even mentioned
the fact that ol' Bob was there. ....it was sweet..so very sweet.
----Rev.Skreee
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