My Dream! Mr. T and Me!!!

Re: My Dream! Mr. T and Me!!!

In article <d5v5s39vrl8a2nv393o6heost8f443lbq8@4ax.com>,
godsspeciallamb@gmail.com says...
> Dear, "Slipped Moebius": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES (
> ) NO:
>
> >On Feb 25, 8:54 am, go go goblin <toot.pootin...@ts.staog.nitoop.toot>
> >wrote:
> >> In article <7nosr35dqmosbhoounaibt52us3v9kt...@4ax.com>,
> >> godsspeciall...@gmail.com says...
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >> > Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject line, but
> >> > anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great! Well,
> >> > it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there. He was
> >> > over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over there and
> >> > saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey, Mr. T!
> >> > I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave him a
> >> > big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
> >>
> >> > He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging out
> >> > together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it turns
> >> > out, it was actually a dream all along).
> >>
> >> > So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him how
> >> > much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team," so he
> >> > would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like, "Most
> >> > people don't even know those lines!"
> >>
> >> > I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all the
> >> > time, right?"
> >>
> >> > He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
> >> > line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's what it
> >> > was like.)
> >>
> >> > And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know that line
> >> > isn't even from 'The A-Team."
> >>
> >> > He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
> >>
> >> > I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really connecting,
> >> > Mr. T. and me.
> >>
> >> > Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T must
> >> > have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I was an
> >> > adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you said you
> >> > was a kid!"
> >>
> >> > I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest fan
> >> > when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man." After
> >> > that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to like me
> >> > when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid, anyway?)
> >>
> >> > I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
> >>
> >> > He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his little
> >> > brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this took
> >> > place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
> >>
> >> > After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves, 'cause I
> >> > kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job, Hannibal!"
> >> > and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least, I
> >> > thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
> >>
> >> > I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's life,
> >> > there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his gruff
> >> > demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his "B.A." So
> >> > I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
> >>
> >> > Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept talking
> >> > like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising. Then I
> >> > said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You either
> >> > talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started yelling at
> >> > me!
> >>
> >> > He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it out,
> >> > or I'll knock you out!"
> >>
> >> > So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
> >>
> >> > And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
> >>
> >> > So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
> >>
> >> > And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
> >>
> >> > So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
> >>
> >> > And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire iron,
> >> > and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no point..
> >> > Goodbye.
> >>
> >> > Love,
> >> > Wavy G
> >>
> >> so, you're saying mister t only likes boys?
> >>
> >> are you sure mister t didn't try to molest you
> >> 20 years ago at an A-Team convention?
> >>
> >Pleae, there is no need to speak like that here. In fact, it disturbs
> >me to think that a simple, honest poast about a pure Being having a
> >connection to children would instantly ignite in you fantasies of
> >molestation. Did you ever stop to think about what you were thinking
> >about? Please stop poasting to this Froup. We are good, fun-loving
> >people here and have no room to accomodate your sinister needs. But,
> >be warned, for we are also a vengeful froup, and any insistence to
> >disturb our equilibrium with your unabashed and uncensored comments
> >shall rile our instincts, launch the flare of rally, and as we gather
> >all you will hear are the scrapings of our talons in unison, etched
> >into your cortex by simple, primal fear, far outside your thatch and
> >weed Maslow Pyramid, before your entrails are spilled among the
> >cobblestones that pave our street of peace.
> >
> >Go, go, goblin, indeed.
>
> Err, I think he was just trying to be funny.
>


that and i was run over
by a pontiac sunbird on friday past.


--
- go go goblin!
- s h a z b o t a t f u s e d o t n e t

 

Wavy G wrote:

> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>Wavy G wrote:
>>
>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
>>> NO:
>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>>>
>>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
>>>>> NO:
>>>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>>>>>
>>>>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES (
>>>>>>> ) NO:
>>>>>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject
>>>>>>>>> line, but anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It
>>>>>>>>> was great! Well, it started out great. Then it kind of
>>>>>>>>> downgraded from there. He was over at my parents' house, (for
>>>>>>>>> some reason), and I went over there and saw him out in the
>>>>>>>>> garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey, Mr. T! I was your
>>>>>>>>> biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave him a big
>>>>>>>>> hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging
>>>>>>>>> out together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really;
>>>>>>>>> as it turns out, it was actually a dream all along).
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show
>>>>>>>>> him how much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The
>>>>>>>>> A-Team," so he would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed.
>>>>>>>>> He was like, "Most people don't even know those lines!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool'
>>>>>>>>> all the time, right?"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of
>>>>>>>>> that line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause
>>>>>>>>> that's what it was like.)
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know
>>>>>>>>> that line isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really
>>>>>>>>> connecting, Mr. T. and me.
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr.
>>>>>>>>> T must have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found
>>>>>>>>> out I was an adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I
>>>>>>>>> thought you said you was a kid!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your
>>>>>>>>> biggest fan when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30
>>>>>>>>> year old man." After that, his whole attitude towards me
>>>>>>>>> changed. He only seemed to like me when he thought I was a kid.
>>>>>>>>> (Why did he think I was a kid, anyway?)
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his
>>>>>>>>> little brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!"
>>>>>>>>> (Apparently this took place a year ago, because I am actually
>>>>>>>>> 31.)
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves,
>>>>>>>>> 'cause I kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the
>>>>>>>>> job, Hannibal!" and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was
>>>>>>>>> really funny (at least, I thought it was funny), but he started
>>>>>>>>> getting really mad at me.
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's
>>>>>>>>> life, there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset
>>>>>>>>> his gruff demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the
>>>>>>>>> "Murdock" to his "B.A." So I really thought I was doing the
>>>>>>>>> right thing here, people.
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept
>>>>>>>>> talking like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really
>>>>>>>>> rising. Then I said won of my favourite lines: "You got a
>>>>>>>>> choice, Jack. You either talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally
>>>>>>>>> flipped out and started yelling at me!
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut
>>>>>>>>> it out, or I'll knock you out!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his
>>>>>>>>> tire iron, and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this
>>>>>>>>> story had no point.
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>Such a letdown. I was all excited reading this story and ~this~
>>>>>>>>is how it ends?!? Sheesh...
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> Sorry, dude. I have no control over my subconscious.
>>>>>>
>>>>>>Try some weird drugs as an experiment. Perhaps you can obtain lucid
>>>>>>dreaming. Speaking of which, I'd ~love~ to have a lucid dream. Oh,
>>>>>>the fun.
>>>>>
>>>>> DON'T DO DRUGS! DRUGS ARE FOR FOOLS!
>>>>
>>>>But, I could do some drugs and have a dream that you were having a
>>>>lucid dream, too. We wound sit and laugh and eat massive amounts of
>>>>pizza and make fun of all the other people we knew were not having
>>>>lucid dreams because we didn't want them to know, which we could do
>>>>because since we were having a lucid dream, we could dream anything we
>>>>wanted. Oh, the fun it would be.
>>>
>>> Yeah. Well...I'll just be over by this stuff over here. Nice talking
>>> to you, though...
>>
>>We are dreaming this conversation. It's not over. I'm standing right
>>next to that stuff, too. Can't you see me?
>
> Yes, and...oh God! I'm not wearing any pants!

Neither am I. What happens now? This is a dream after all. So, when we
wake up, whatever happens will never have happened.

(did I get the tense correct on that?)
--
Tim Weaver

I know you believe you understand what you think I said,
but I'm not sure you realize that what you heard is not
what I meant.

 

"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
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> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>
>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>news:g5q1s3dg0fgctgu2ddtjsqgu71kuei356t@4ax.com...
>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>
>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>news:o1fvr3dmuetuon9otlb0osh19hu8gd7gbn@4ax.com...
>>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
>>>>> NO:
>>>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>>>>>
>>>>>>> Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject line,
>>>>>>> but
>>>>>>> anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great!
>>>>>>> Well,
>>>>>>> it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there. He
>>>>>>> was
>>>>>>> over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over there
>>>>>>> and
>>>>>>> saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey, Mr.
>>>>>>> T!
>>>>>>> I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave him
>>>>>>> a
>>>>>>> big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging out
>>>>>>> together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it
>>>>>>> turns
>>>>>>> out, it was actually a dream all along).
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him
>>>>>>> how
>>>>>>> much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team," so
>>>>>>> he
>>>>>>> would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like, "Most
>>>>>>> people don't even know those lines!"
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all
>>>>>>> the
>>>>>>> time, right?"
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
>>>>>>> line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's
>>>>>>> what
>>>>>>> it
>>>>>>> was like.)
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know that
>>>>>>> line
>>>>>>> isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really
>>>>>>> connecting,
>>>>>>> Mr. T. and me.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T
>>>>>>> must
>>>>>>> have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I was
>>>>>>> an
>>>>>>> adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you said
>>>>>>> you
>>>>>>> was a kid!"
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest
>>>>>>> fan
>>>>>>> when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man."
>>>>>>> After
>>>>>>> that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to like
>>>>>>> me
>>>>>>> when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid,
>>>>>>> anyway?)
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his little
>>>>>>> brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this
>>>>>>> took
>>>>>>> place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves,
>>>>>>> 'cause
>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>> kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job,
>>>>>>> Hannibal!"
>>>>>>> and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least, I
>>>>>>> thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's
>>>>>>> life,
>>>>>>> there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his gruff
>>>>>>> demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his
>>>>>>> "B.A."
>>>>>>> So
>>>>>>> I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept
>>>>>>> talking
>>>>>>> like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising.
>>>>>>> Then
>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>> said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You either
>>>>>>> talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started yelling
>>>>>>> at
>>>>>>> me!
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it
>>>>>>> out,
>>>>>>> or I'll knock you out!"
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire
>>>>>>> iron,
>>>>>>> and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no
>>>>>>> point.
>>>>>>
>>>>>>Such a letdown. I was all excited reading this story and ~this~ is
>>>>>>how
>>>>>>it
>>>>>>ends?!? Sheesh...
>>>>>
>>>>> Sorry, dude. I have no control over my subconscious.
>>>>>
>>>>
>>>>Hi, Wavy. I won't be mad if you dream about me and talk like me in your
>>>>dream.
>>>
>>> Thanks, Henry. You made my fucking day.
>>>
>>> PS: this was going to be my "running line" with you, but as it turns
>>> out, I haven't had another opportunity to use it since its first use,
>>> three years ago. So, see you in another three years, I guess.
>>>
>>
>>I'm sorry that nobody has been nice to you in three years. Do you miss my
>>little gifts?
>
> How does won do that sarcastic thing where you say "nooooo" but really
> mean "yes" on Usenet?

Wavy, I know you loved the Star Wars action figures that I got you, but a
lot could happened in 3 years. Have you outgrown the fun stuff that you
used to like?

 

Re: My Dream! Mr. T and Me!!!

On Mon, 25 Feb 2008 22:53:34 -0500, go go goblin wrote:

> In article <d5v5s39vrl8a2nv393o6heost8f443lbq8@4ax.com>,
> godsspeciallamb@gmail.com says...
>
>> Dear, "Slipped Moebius": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES (
>> ) NO:
>>
>> >On Feb 25, 8:54 am, go go goblin <toot.pootin...@ts.staog.nitoop.toot>
>> >wrote:
>> >
>> >> In article <7nosr35dqmosbhoounaibt52us3v9kt...@4ax.com>,
>> >> godsspeciall...@gmail.com says...
>> >>
>> >> > Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject
>> >> > line, but anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It
>> >> > was great! Well, it started out great. Then it kind of
>> >> > downgraded from there. He was over at my parents' house, (for
>> >> > some reason), and I went over there and saw him out in the garage
>> >> > working on his van. I was like, "Hey, Mr. T! I was your biggest
>> >> > fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave him a big hug, and I
>> >> > was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>> >>
>> >> > He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging
>> >> > out together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as
>> >> > it turns out, it was actually a dream all along).
>> >>
>> >> > So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him
>> >> > how much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The
>> >> > A-Team," so he would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed.
>> >> > He was like, "Most people don't even know those lines!"
>> >>
>> >> > I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all
>> >> > the time, right?"
>> >>
>> >> > He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
>> >> > line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's
>> >> > what it was like.)
>> >>
>> >> > And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know
>> >> > that line isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>> >>
>> >> > He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>> >>
>> >> > I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really
>> >> > connecting, Mr. T. and me.
>> >>
>> >> > Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T
>> >> > must have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out
>> >> > I was an adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I
>> >> > thought you said you was a kid!"
>> >>
>> >> > I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest
>> >> > fan when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old
>> >> > man." After that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only
>> >> > seemed to like me when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think
>> >> > I was a kid, anyway?)
>> >>
>> >> > I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>> >>
>> >> > He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his
>> >> > little brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!"
>> >> > (Apparently this took place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
>> >>
>> >> > After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves,
>> >> > 'cause I kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the
>> >> > job, Hannibal!" and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really
>> >> > funny (at least, I thought it was funny), but he started getting
>> >> > really mad at me.
>> >>
>> >> > I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's
>> >> > life, there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset
>> >> > his gruff demeanor, and to be his comic foil-- la, the "Murdock"
>> >> > to his "B.A." So I really thought I was doing the right thing
>> >> > here, people.
>> >>
>> >> > Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept
>> >> > talking like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really
>> >> > rising. Then I said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice,
>> >> > Jack. You either talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out
>> >> > and started yelling at me!
>> >>
>> >> > He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it
>> >> > out, or I'll knock you out!"
>> >>
>> >> > So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>> >>
>> >> > And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>> >>
>> >> > So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>> >>
>> >> > And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>> >>
>> >> > So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>> >>
>> >> > And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire
>> >> > iron, and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had
>> >> > no point. Goodbye.
>> >>
>> >> > Love,
>> >> > Wavy G
>> >>
>> >> so, you're saying mister t only likes boys?
>> >>
>> >> are you sure mister t didn't try to molest you 20 years ago
>> >> at an A-Team convention?
>> >>
>> >Pleae, there is no need to speak like that here. In fact, it disturbs
>> >me to think that a simple, honest poast about a pure Being having a
>> >connection to children would instantly ignite in you fantasies of
>> >molestation. Did you ever stop to think about what you were thinking
>> >about? Please stop poasting to this Froup. We are good, fun-loving
>> >people here and have no room to accomodate your sinister needs. But,
>> >be warned, for we are also a vengeful froup, and any insistence to
>> >disturb our equilibrium with your unabashed and uncensored comments
>> >shall rile our instincts, launch the flare of rally, and as we gather
>> >all you will hear are the scrapings of our talons in unison, etched
>> >into your cortex by simple, primal fear, far outside your thatch and
>> >weed Maslow Pyramid, before your entrails are spilled among the
>> >cobblestones that pave our street of peace.
>> >
>> >Go, go, goblin, indeed.
>>
>> Err, I think he was just trying to be funny.
>
> that and i was run over
> by a pontiac sunbird on friday past.

So how was it?

--
tinmimus99@hotmail.com

smeeter 11 or maybe 12

mp 10

mhm 29x13

Where am I, Dove?

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>Wavy G wrote:
>
>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>>
>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
>>>> NO:
>>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>>>>
>>>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
>>>>>> NO:
>>>>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES (
>>>>>>>> ) NO:
>>>>>>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject
>>>>>>>>>> line, but anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It
>>>>>>>>>> was great! Well, it started out great. Then it kind of
>>>>>>>>>> downgraded from there. He was over at my parents' house, (for
>>>>>>>>>> some reason), and I went over there and saw him out in the
>>>>>>>>>> garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey, Mr. T! I was your
>>>>>>>>>> biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave him a big
>>>>>>>>>> hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging
>>>>>>>>>> out together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really;
>>>>>>>>>> as it turns out, it was actually a dream all along).
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show
>>>>>>>>>> him how much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The
>>>>>>>>>> A-Team," so he would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed.
>>>>>>>>>> He was like, "Most people don't even know those lines!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool'
>>>>>>>>>> all the time, right?"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of
>>>>>>>>>> that line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause
>>>>>>>>>> that's what it was like.)
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know
>>>>>>>>>> that line isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really
>>>>>>>>>> connecting, Mr. T. and me.
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr.
>>>>>>>>>> T must have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found
>>>>>>>>>> out I was an adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I
>>>>>>>>>> thought you said you was a kid!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your
>>>>>>>>>> biggest fan when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30
>>>>>>>>>> year old man." After that, his whole attitude towards me
>>>>>>>>>> changed. He only seemed to like me when he thought I was a kid.
>>>>>>>>>> (Why did he think I was a kid, anyway?)
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his
>>>>>>>>>> little brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!"
>>>>>>>>>> (Apparently this took place a year ago, because I am actually
>>>>>>>>>> 31.)
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves,
>>>>>>>>>> 'cause I kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the
>>>>>>>>>> job, Hannibal!" and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was
>>>>>>>>>> really funny (at least, I thought it was funny), but he started
>>>>>>>>>> getting really mad at me.
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's
>>>>>>>>>> life, there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset
>>>>>>>>>> his gruff demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the
>>>>>>>>>> "Murdock" to his "B.A." So I really thought I was doing the
>>>>>>>>>> right thing here, people.
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept
>>>>>>>>>> talking like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really
>>>>>>>>>> rising. Then I said won of my favourite lines: "You got a
>>>>>>>>>> choice, Jack. You either talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally
>>>>>>>>>> flipped out and started yelling at me!
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut
>>>>>>>>>> it out, or I'll knock you out!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his
>>>>>>>>>> tire iron, and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this
>>>>>>>>>> story had no point.
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>Such a letdown. I was all excited reading this story and ~this~
>>>>>>>>>is how it ends?!? Sheesh...
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> Sorry, dude. I have no control over my subconscious.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>Try some weird drugs as an experiment. Perhaps you can obtain lucid
>>>>>>>dreaming. Speaking of which, I'd ~love~ to have a lucid dream. Oh,
>>>>>>>the fun.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> DON'T DO DRUGS! DRUGS ARE FOR FOOLS!
>>>>>
>>>>>But, I could do some drugs and have a dream that you were having a
>>>>>lucid dream, too. We wound sit and laugh and eat massive amounts of
>>>>>pizza and make fun of all the other people we knew were not having
>>>>>lucid dreams because we didn't want them to know, which we could do
>>>>>because since we were having a lucid dream, we could dream anything we
>>>>>wanted. Oh, the fun it would be.
>>>>
>>>> Yeah. Well...I'll just be over by this stuff over here. Nice talking
>>>> to you, though...
>>>
>>>We are dreaming this conversation. It's not over. I'm standing right
>>>next to that stuff, too. Can't you see me?
>>
>> Yes, and...oh God! I'm not wearing any pants!
>
>Neither am I. What happens now?

I'm pretty sure we get roundhouse kicked in the gut.

>This is a dream after all. So, when we
>wake up, whatever happens will never have happened.

>(did I get the tense correct on that?)

I believe so. "Will have never happened" sounds grammatically awkward.
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>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
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>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>
>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
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>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>>
>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
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>>>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
>>>>>> NO:
>>>>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject line,
>>>>>>>> but
>>>>>>>> anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great!
>>>>>>>> Well,
>>>>>>>> it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there. He
>>>>>>>> was
>>>>>>>> over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over there
>>>>>>>> and
>>>>>>>> saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey, Mr.
>>>>>>>> T!
>>>>>>>> I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave him
>>>>>>>> a
>>>>>>>> big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging out
>>>>>>>> together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it
>>>>>>>> turns
>>>>>>>> out, it was actually a dream all along).
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him
>>>>>>>> how
>>>>>>>> much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team," so
>>>>>>>> he
>>>>>>>> would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like, "Most
>>>>>>>> people don't even know those lines!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all
>>>>>>>> the
>>>>>>>> time, right?"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
>>>>>>>> line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's
>>>>>>>> what
>>>>>>>> it
>>>>>>>> was like.)
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know that
>>>>>>>> line
>>>>>>>> isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really
>>>>>>>> connecting,
>>>>>>>> Mr. T. and me.
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T
>>>>>>>> must
>>>>>>>> have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I was
>>>>>>>> an
>>>>>>>> adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you said
>>>>>>>> you
>>>>>>>> was a kid!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest
>>>>>>>> fan
>>>>>>>> when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man."
>>>>>>>> After
>>>>>>>> that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to like
>>>>>>>> me
>>>>>>>> when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid,
>>>>>>>> anyway?)
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his little
>>>>>>>> brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this
>>>>>>>> took
>>>>>>>> place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves,
>>>>>>>> 'cause
>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>> kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job,
>>>>>>>> Hannibal!"
>>>>>>>> and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least, I
>>>>>>>> thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's
>>>>>>>> life,
>>>>>>>> there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his gruff
>>>>>>>> demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his
>>>>>>>> "B.A."
>>>>>>>> So
>>>>>>>> I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept
>>>>>>>> talking
>>>>>>>> like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising.
>>>>>>>> Then
>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>> said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You either
>>>>>>>> talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started yelling
>>>>>>>> at
>>>>>>>> me!
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it
>>>>>>>> out,
>>>>>>>> or I'll knock you out!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire
>>>>>>>> iron,
>>>>>>>> and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no
>>>>>>>> point.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>Such a letdown. I was all excited reading this story and ~this~ is
>>>>>>>how
>>>>>>>it
>>>>>>>ends?!? Sheesh...
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Sorry, dude. I have no control over my subconscious.
>>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>Hi, Wavy. I won't be mad if you dream about me and talk like me in your
>>>>>dream.
>>>>
>>>> Thanks, Henry. You made my fucking day.
>>>>
>>>> PS: this was going to be my "running line" with you, but as it turns
>>>> out, I haven't had another opportunity to use it since its first use,
>>>> three years ago. So, see you in another three years, I guess.
>>>>
>>>
>>>I'm sorry that nobody has been nice to you in three years. Do you miss my
>>>little gifts?
>>
>> How does won do that sarcastic thing where you say "nooooo" but really
>> mean "yes" on Usenet?
>
>Wavy, I know you loved the Star Wars action figures that I got you, but a
>lot could happened in 3 years. Have you outgrown the fun stuff that you
>used to like?

Won thing I do not ever do is grow up. Hell, all my favourite things in
life occurred between the ages of four and ten. Well, except for
drinking beer. That's my favourite thing, but it didn't happen until
much later. If I could have drank beer while "Star Wars," "The A-Team,"
and "Masters of the Universe" were popular, I would have led a perfect
life.
--
"If you don't get slapped, you're not doing it right."
--Tim Weaver gives me the best dating advice I've ever had.
(PS: Apologies to Mimus.)

 

Re: My Dream! Mr. T and Me!!!

Dear, "go go goblin": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
NO:

>In article <d5v5s39vrl8a2nv393o6heost8f443lbq8@4ax.com>,
>godsspeciallamb@gmail.com says...
>> Dear, "Slipped Moebius": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES (
>> ) NO:
>>
>> >On Feb 25, 8:54 am, go go goblin <toot.pootin...@ts.staog.nitoop.toot>
>> >wrote:
>> >> In article <7nosr35dqmosbhoounaibt52us3v9kt...@4ax.com>,
>> >> godsspeciall...@gmail.com says...
>> >>
>> >>
>> >>
>> >> > Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject line, but
>> >> > anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great! Well,
>> >> > it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there. He was
>> >> > over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over there and
>> >> > saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey, Mr. T!
>> >> > I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave him a
>> >> > big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>> >>
>> >> > He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging out
>> >> > together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it turns
>> >> > out, it was actually a dream all along).
>> >>
>> >> > So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him how
>> >> > much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team," so he
>> >> > would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like, "Most
>> >> > people don't even know those lines!"
>> >>
>> >> > I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all the
>> >> > time, right?"
>> >>
>> >> > He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
>> >> > line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's what it
>> >> > was like.)
>> >>
>> >> > And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know that line
>> >> > isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>> >>
>> >> > He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>> >>
>> >> > I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really connecting,
>> >> > Mr. T. and me.
>> >>
>> >> > Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T must
>> >> > have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I was an
>> >> > adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you said you
>> >> > was a kid!"
>> >>
>> >> > I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest fan
>> >> > when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man." After
>> >> > that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to like me
>> >> > when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid, anyway?)
>> >>
>> >> > I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>> >>
>> >> > He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his little
>> >> > brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this took
>> >> > place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
>> >>
>> >> > After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves, 'cause I
>> >> > kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job, Hannibal!"
>> >> > and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least, I
>> >> > thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
>> >>
>> >> > I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's life,
>> >> > there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his gruff
>> >> > demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his "B.A." So
>> >> > I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
>> >>
>> >> > Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept talking
>> >> > like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising. Then I
>> >> > said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You either
>> >> > talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started yelling at
>> >> > me!
>> >>
>> >> > He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it out,
>> >> > or I'll knock you out!"
>> >>
>> >> > So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>> >>
>> >> > And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>> >>
>> >> > So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>> >>
>> >> > And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>> >>
>> >> > So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>> >>
>> >> > And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire iron,
>> >> > and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no point.
>> >> > Goodbye.
>> >>
>> >> > Love,
>> >> > Wavy G
>> >>
>> >> so, you're saying mister t only likes boys?
>> >>
>> >> are you sure mister t didn't try to molest you
>> >> 20 years ago at an A-Team convention?
>> >>
>> >Pleae, there is no need to speak like that here. In fact, it disturbs
>> >me to think that a simple, honest poast about a pure Being having a
>> >connection to children would instantly ignite in you fantasies of
>> >molestation. Did you ever stop to think about what you were thinking
>> >about? Please stop poasting to this Froup. We are good, fun-loving
>> >people here and have no room to accomodate your sinister needs. But,
>> >be warned, for we are also a vengeful froup, and any insistence to
>> >disturb our equilibrium with your unabashed and uncensored comments
>> >shall rile our instincts, launch the flare of rally, and as we gather
>> >all you will hear are the scrapings of our talons in unison, etched
>> >into your cortex by simple, primal fear, far outside your thatch and
>> >weed Maslow Pyramid, before your entrails are spilled among the
>> >cobblestones that pave our street of peace.
>> >
>> >Go, go, goblin, indeed.
>>
>> Err, I think he was just trying to be funny.
>>
>
>
> that and i was run over
> by a pontiac sunbird on friday past.

So I heard. How are you, BTW?

And you thought the Cincinnati race riots of 2001 were bad...
--
"If you don't get slapped, you're not doing it right."
--Tim Weaver gives me the best dating advice I've ever had.
(PS: Apologies to Mimus.)

 

Re: My Dream! Mr. T and Me!!!

On Feb 25, 10:53 pm, go go goblin
<toot.pootin...@ts.staog.nitoop.toot> wrote:
> In article <d5v5s39vrl8a2nv393o6heost8f443l...@4ax.com>,
> godsspeciall...@gmail.com says...
>
>
>
> > Dear, "Slipped Moebius": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES (
> > ) NO:
>
> > >On Feb 25, 8:54 am, go go goblin <toot.pootin...@ts.staog.nitoop.toot>
> > >wrote:
> > >> In article <7nosr35dqmosbhoounaibt52us3v9kt...@4ax.com>,
> > >> godsspeciall...@gmail.com says...
>
> > >> > Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject line, but
> > >> > anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great! Well,
> > >> > it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there. He was
> > >> > over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over there and
> > >> > saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey, Mr.. T!
> > >> > I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave him a
> > >> > big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>
> > >> > He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging out
> > >> > together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it turns
> > >> > out, it was actually a dream all along).
>
> > >> > So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him how
> > >> > much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team," so he
> > >> > would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like, "Most
> > >> > people don't even know those lines!"
>
> > >> > I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all the
> > >> > time, right?"
>
> > >> > He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
> > >> > line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's what it
> > >> > was like.)
>
> > >> > And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know that line
> > >> > isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>
> > >> > He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>
> > >> > I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really connecting,
> > >> > Mr. T. and me.
>
> > >> > Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T must
> > >> > have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I was an
> > >> > adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you said you
> > >> > was a kid!"
>
> > >> > I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest fan
> > >> > when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man." After
> > >> > that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to like me
> > >> > when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid, anyway?)
>
> > >> > I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>
> > >> > He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his little
> > >> > brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this took
> > >> > place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
>
> > >> > After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves, 'cause I
> > >> > kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job, Hannibal!"
> > >> > and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least, I
> > >> > thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
>
> > >> > I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's life,
> > >> > there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his gruff
> > >> > demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his "B..A." So
> > >> > I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
>
> > >> > Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept talking
> > >> > like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising. Then I
> > >> > said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You either
> > >> > talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started yelling at
> > >> > me!
>
> > >> > He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it out,
> > >> > or I'll knock you out!"
>
> > >> > So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>
> > >> > And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>
> > >> > So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>
> > >> > And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>
> > >> > So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>
> > >> > And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire iron,
> > >> > and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no point.
> > >> > Goodbye.
>
> > >> > Love,
> > >> > Wavy G
>
> > >> so, you're saying mister t only likes boys?
>
> > >> are you sure mister t didn't try to molest you
> > >> 20 years ago at an A-Team convention?
>
> > >Pleae, there is no need to speak like that here. In fact, it disturbs
> > >me to think that a simple, honest poast about a pure Being having a
> > >connection to children would instantly ignite in you fantasies of
> > >molestation. Did you ever stop to think about what you were thinking
> > >about? Please stop poasting to this Froup. We are good, fun-loving
> > >people here and have no room to accomodate your sinister needs. But,
> > >be warned, for we are also a vengeful froup, and any insistence to
> > >disturb our equilibrium with your unabashed and uncensored comments
> > >shall rile our instincts, launch the flare of rally, and as we gather
> > >all you will hear are the scrapings of our talons in unison, etched
> > >into your cortex by simple, primal fear, far outside your thatch and
> > >weed Maslow Pyramid, before your entrails are spilled among the
> > >cobblestones that pave our street of peace.
>
> > >Go, go, goblin, indeed.
>
> > Err, I think he was just trying to be funny.
>
> that and i was run over
> by a pontiac sunbird on friday past.
>
Mr. G. G. Goblin,
I apologize if my post caused any additional harm to your mental
facilities. I did not know that you have been in an accident, and I do
acknowledge that my ignorance is still no excuse. I was trying to be
funny in my poast in a very dry and sardonic way, but many people
cannot understand this "slippy" style of humor, especially people whom
might have recently suffered damage to the parts of the brain
responsible for comprehension. Would you like a cookie, or a teddy
bear? It can be arranged to have one/some delivered to you. I am not a
cold-hearted son-of-a-bastard as some seem to imply, I do care.
I hereby bow my head before you, and block out my sun with the white
flag of surrender.
With Greatest Sincerity,

--
Slipped Moebius
mhm28x9

PS It seems I cannot reply to the BobGoblin froup because I lack a
real newsreader for the time being. I again apologize, as I believe
froup snipping is a horrible crime, but, like a peasant stealing bread
to feed his pigeons, it is something I must do to survive. Please
forgive my audacity, although I'm sure you understand.

 

Re: My Dream! Mr. T and Me!!!

In article <06978859-a979-4624-916b-21cdef082f3c@
71g2000hse.googlegroups.com>, erroneouscorrection@yahoo.com says...
> On Feb 25, 10:53 pm, go go goblin
> <toot.pootin...@ts.staog.nitoop.toot> wrote:
> > In article <d5v5s39vrl8a2nv393o6heost8f443l...@4ax.com>,
> > godsspeciall...@gmail.com says...
> >
> >
> >
> > > Dear, "Slipped Moebius": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES (
> > > ) NO:
> >
> > > >On Feb 25, 8:54 am, go go goblin <toot.pootin...@ts.staog.nitoop.toot>
> > > >wrote:
> > > >> In article <7nosr35dqmosbhoounaibt52us3v9kt...@4ax.com>,
> > > >> godsspeciall...@gmail.com says...
> >
> > > >> > Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject line, but
> > > >> > anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great! Well,
> > > >> > it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there. He was
> > > >> > over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over there and
> > > >> > saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey, Mr. T!
> > > >> > I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave him a
> > > >> > big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
> >
> > > >> > He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging out
> > > >> > together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it turns
> > > >> > out, it was actually a dream all along).
> >
> > > >> > So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him how
> > > >> > much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team," so he
> > > >> > would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like, "Most
> > > >> > people don't even know those lines!"
> >
> > > >> > I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all the
> > > >> > time, right?"
> >
> > > >> > He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
> > > >> > line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's what it
> > > >> > was like.)
> >
> > > >> > And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know that line
> > > >> > isn't even from 'The A-Team."
> >
> > > >> > He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
> >
> > > >> > I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really connecting,
> > > >> > Mr. T. and me.
> >
> > > >> > Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T must
> > > >> > have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I was an
> > > >> > adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you said you
> > > >> > was a kid!"
> >
> > > >> > I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest fan
> > > >> > when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man.." After
> > > >> > that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to like me
> > > >> > when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid, anyway?)
> >
> > > >> > I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
> >
> > > >> > He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his little
> > > >> > brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this took
> > > >> > place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
> >
> > > >> > After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves, 'cause I
> > > >> > kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job, Hannibal!"
> > > >> > and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least, I
> > > >> > thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
> >
> > > >> > I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's life,
> > > >> > there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his gruff
> > > >> > demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his "B.A." So
> > > >> > I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
> >
> > > >> > Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept talking
> > > >> > like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising. Then I
> > > >> > said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You either
> > > >> > talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started yelling at
> > > >> > me!
> >
> > > >> > He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it out,
> > > >> > or I'll knock you out!"
> >
> > > >> > So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
> >
> > > >> > And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
> >
> > > >> > So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
> >
> > > >> > And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
> >
> > > >> > So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
> >
> > > >> > And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire iron,
> > > >> > and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no point.
> > > >> > Goodbye.
> >
> > > >> > Love,
> > > >> > Wavy G
> >
> > > >> so, you're saying mister t only likes boys?
> >
> > > >> are you sure mister t didn't try to molest you
> > > >> 20 years ago at an A-Team convention?
> >
> > > >Pleae, there is no need to speak like that here. In fact, it disturbs
> > > >me to think that a simple, honest poast about a pure Being having a
> > > >connection to children would instantly ignite in you fantasies of
> > > >molestation. Did you ever stop to think about what you were thinking
> > > >about? Please stop poasting to this Froup. We are good, fun-loving
> > > >people here and have no room to accomodate your sinister needs. But,
> > > >be warned, for we are also a vengeful froup, and any insistence to
> > > >disturb our equilibrium with your unabashed and uncensored comments
> > > >shall rile our instincts, launch the flare of rally, and as we gather
> > > >all you will hear are the scrapings of our talons in unison, etched
> > > >into your cortex by simple, primal fear, far outside your thatch and
> > > >weed Maslow Pyramid, before your entrails are spilled among the
> > > >cobblestones that pave our street of peace.
> >
> > > >Go, go, goblin, indeed.
> >
> > > Err, I think he was just trying to be funny.
> >
> > that and i was run over
> > by a pontiac sunbird on friday past.
> >
> Mr. G. G. Goblin,
> I apologize if my post caused any additional harm to your mental
> facilities. I did not know that you have been in an accident, and I do
> acknowledge that my ignorance is still no excuse. I was trying to be
> funny in my poast in a very dry and sardonic way, but many people
> cannot understand this "slippy" style of humor, especially people whom
> might have recently suffered damage to the parts of the brain
> responsible for comprehension. Would you like a cookie, or a teddy
> bear? It can be arranged to have one/some delivered to you. I am not a
> cold-hearted son-of-a-bastard as some seem to imply, I do care.
> I hereby bow my head before you, and block out my sun with the white
> flag of surrender.
> With Greatest Sincerity,
>
> --
> Slipped Moebius
> mhm28x9
>
> PS It seems I cannot reply to the BobGoblin froup because I lack a
> real newsreader for the time being. I again apologize, as I believe
> froup snipping is a horrible crime, but, like a peasant stealing bread
> to feed his pigeons, it is something I must do to survive. Please
> forgive my audacity, although I'm sure you understand.
>



actually i pretty much walked away
without a scratch on me.

i also added the wavy-g newgroup to this reply.


--
- go go goblin!
- s h a z b o t a t f u s e d o t n e t

 

Re: My Dream! Mr. T and Me!!!

In article <EdKdnY4rqcL_LF7anZ2dnUVZ_rninZ2d@giganews.com>, tinmimus99
@hotmail.com says...
> On Mon, 25 Feb 2008 22:53:34 -0500, go go goblin wrote:
>
> > In article <d5v5s39vrl8a2nv393o6heost8f443lbq8@4ax.com>,
> > godsspeciallamb@gmail.com says...
> >
> >> Dear, "Slipped Moebius": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES (
> >> ) NO:
> >>
> >> >On Feb 25, 8:54 am, go go goblin <toot.pootin...@ts.staog.nitoop.toot>
> >> >wrote:
> >> >
> >> >> In article <7nosr35dqmosbhoounaibt52us3v9kt...@4ax.com>,
> >> >> godsspeciall...@gmail.com says...
> >> >>
> >> >> > Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject
> >> >> > line, but anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It
> >> >> > was great! Well, it started out great. Then it kind of
> >> >> > downgraded from there. He was over at my parents' house, (for
> >> >> > some reason), and I went over there and saw him out in the garage
> >> >> > working on his van. I was like, "Hey, Mr. T! I was your biggest
> >> >> > fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave him a big hug, and I
> >> >> > was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
> >> >>
> >> >> > He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging
> >> >> > out together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as
> >> >> > it turns out, it was actually a dream all along).
> >> >>
> >> >> > So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him
> >> >> > how much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The
> >> >> > A-Team," so he would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed.
> >> >> > He was like, "Most people don't even know those lines!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all
> >> >> > the time, right?"
> >> >>
> >> >> > He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
> >> >> > line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's
> >> >> > what it was like.)
> >> >>
> >> >> > And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know
> >> >> > that line isn't even from 'The A-Team."
> >> >>
> >> >> > He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really
> >> >> > connecting, Mr. T. and me.
> >> >>
> >> >> > Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T
> >> >> > must have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out
> >> >> > I was an adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I
> >> >> > thought you said you was a kid!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest
> >> >> > fan when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old
> >> >> > man." After that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only
> >> >> > seemed to like me when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think
> >> >> > I was a kid, anyway?)
> >> >>
> >> >> > I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
> >> >>
> >> >> > He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his
> >> >> > little brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!"
> >> >> > (Apparently this took place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
> >> >>
> >> >> > After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves,
> >> >> > 'cause I kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the
> >> >> > job, Hannibal!" and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really
> >> >> > funny (at least, I thought it was funny), but he started getting
> >> >> > really mad at me.
> >> >>
> >> >> > I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's
> >> >> > life, there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset
> >> >> > his gruff demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock"
> >> >> > to his "B.A." So I really thought I was doing the right thing
> >> >> > here, people.
> >> >>
> >> >> > Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept
> >> >> > talking like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really
> >> >> > rising. Then I said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice,
> >> >> > Jack. You either talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out
> >> >> > and started yelling at me!
> >> >>
> >> >> > He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it
> >> >> > out, or I'll knock you out!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
> >> >>
> >> >> > And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire
> >> >> > iron, and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had
> >> >> > no point. Goodbye.
> >> >>
> >> >> > Love,
> >> >> > Wavy G
> >> >>
> >> >> so, you're saying mister t only likes boys?
> >> >>
> >> >> are you sure mister t didn't try to molest you 20 years ago
> >> >> at an A-Team convention?
> >> >>
> >> >Pleae, there is no need to speak like that here. In fact, it disturbs
> >> >me to think that a simple, honest poast about a pure Being having a
> >> >connection to children would instantly ignite in you fantasies of
> >> >molestation. Did you ever stop to think about what you were thinking
> >> >about? Please stop poasting to this Froup. We are good, fun-loving
> >> >people here and have no room to accomodate your sinister needs. But,
> >> >be warned, for we are also a vengeful froup, and any insistence to
> >> >disturb our equilibrium with your unabashed and uncensored comments
> >> >shall rile our instincts, launch the flare of rally, and as we gather
> >> >all you will hear are the scrapings of our talons in unison, etched
> >> >into your cortex by simple, primal fear, far outside your thatch and
> >> >weed Maslow Pyramid, before your entrails are spilled among the
> >> >cobblestones that pave our street of peace.
> >> >
> >> >Go, go, goblin, indeed.
> >>
> >> Err, I think he was just trying to be funny.
> >
> > that and i was run over
> > by a pontiac sunbird on friday past.
>
> So how was it?
>


surreal.


> --
> tinmimus99@hotmail.com
>
> smeeter 11 or maybe 12
>
> mp 10
>
> mhm 29x13
>
> Where am I, Dove?
>
> < _The Einstein Intersection_
>
>

--
- go go goblin!
- s h a z b o t a t f u s e d o t n e t

 

Re: My Dream! Mr. T and Me!!!

In article <nmj7s3thuqcgf9rr806l72mqgu08lp0u5c@4ax.com>,
godsspeciallamb@gmail.com says...
> Dear, "go go goblin": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES (x )
> NO:
>
> >In article <d5v5s39vrl8a2nv393o6heost8f443lbq8@4ax.com>,
> >godsspeciallamb@gmail.com says...
> >> Dear, "Slipped Moebius": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES (
> >> ) NO:
> >>
> >> >On Feb 25, 8:54 am, go go goblin <toot.pootin...@ts.staog.nitoop.toot>
> >> >wrote:
> >> >> In article <7nosr35dqmosbhoounaibt52us3v9kt...@4ax.com>,
> >> >> godsspeciall...@gmail.com says...
> >> >>
> >> >>
> >> >>
> >> >> > Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject line, but
> >> >> > anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great! Well,
> >> >> > it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there. He was
> >> >> > over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over there and
> >> >> > saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey, Mr. T!
> >> >> > I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave him a
> >> >> > big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
> >> >>
> >> >> > He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging out
> >> >> > together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it turns
> >> >> > out, it was actually a dream all along).
> >> >>
> >> >> > So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him how
> >> >> > much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team," so he
> >> >> > would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like, "Most
> >> >> > people don't even know those lines!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all the
> >> >> > time, right?"
> >> >>
> >> >> > He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
> >> >> > line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's what it
> >> >> > was like.)
> >> >>
> >> >> > And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know that line
> >> >> > isn't even from 'The A-Team."
> >> >>
> >> >> > He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really connecting,
> >> >> > Mr. T. and me.
> >> >>
> >> >> > Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T must
> >> >> > have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I was an
> >> >> > adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you said you
> >> >> > was a kid!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest fan
> >> >> > when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man." After
> >> >> > that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to like me
> >> >> > when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid, anyway?)
> >> >>
> >> >> > I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
> >> >>
> >> >> > He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his little
> >> >> > brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this took
> >> >> > place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
> >> >>
> >> >> > After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves, 'cause I
> >> >> > kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job, Hannibal!"
> >> >> > and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least, I
> >> >> > thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
> >> >>
> >> >> > I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's life,
> >> >> > there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his gruff
> >> >> > demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his "B.A." So
> >> >> > I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
> >> >>
> >> >> > Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept talking
> >> >> > like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising. Then I
> >> >> > said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You either
> >> >> > talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started yelling at
> >> >> > me!
> >> >>
> >> >> > He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it out,
> >> >> > or I'll knock you out!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
> >> >>
> >> >> > So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
> >> >>
> >> >> > And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire iron,
> >> >> > and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no point.
> >> >> > Goodbye.
> >> >>
> >> >> > Love,
> >> >> > Wavy G
> >> >>
> >> >> so, you're saying mister t only likes boys?
> >> >>
> >> >> are you sure mister t didn't try to molest you
> >> >> 20 years ago at an A-Team convention?
> >> >>
> >> >Pleae, there is no need to speak like that here. In fact, it disturbs
> >> >me to think that a simple, honest poast about a pure Being having a
> >> >connection to children would instantly ignite in you fantasies of
> >> >molestation. Did you ever stop to think about what you were thinking
> >> >about? Please stop poasting to this Froup. We are good, fun-loving
> >> >people here and have no room to accomodate your sinister needs. But,
> >> >be warned, for we are also a vengeful froup, and any insistence to
> >> >disturb our equilibrium with your unabashed and uncensored comments
> >> >shall rile our instincts, launch the flare of rally, and as we gather
> >> >all you will hear are the scrapings of our talons in unison, etched
> >> >into your cortex by simple, primal fear, far outside your thatch and
> >> >weed Maslow Pyramid, before your entrails are spilled among the
> >> >cobblestones that pave our street of peace.
> >> >
> >> >Go, go, goblin, indeed.
> >>
> >> Err, I think he was just trying to be funny.
> >>
> >
> >
> > that and i was run over
> > by a pontiac sunbird on friday past.
>
> So I heard. How are you, BTW?
>
> And you thought the Cincinnati race riots of 2001 were bad...
>


the race riots occurred right after i got home
from scotland - where i spent a lot of time
trying to convince many a scot that they should
not fear being shot if they visited the usa.

i think i'm doing okay.

i'm sleeping quite a lot.


--
- go go goblin!
- s h a z b o t a t f u s e d o t n e t

 

Re: My Dream! Mr. T and Me!!!

Dear, "go go goblin": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
NO:

>In article <06978859-a979-4624-916b-21cdef082f3c@
>71g2000hse.googlegroups.com>, erroneouscorrection@yahoo.com says...
>> On Feb 25, 10:53 pm, go go goblin
>> <toot.pootin...@ts.staog.nitoop.toot> wrote:
>> > In article <d5v5s39vrl8a2nv393o6heost8f443l...@4ax.com>,
>> > godsspeciall...@gmail.com says...
>> >
>> >
>> >
>> > > Dear, "Slipped Moebius": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES (
>> > > ) NO:
>> >
>> > > >On Feb 25, 8:54 am, go go goblin <toot.pootin...@ts.staog.nitoop.toot>
>> > > >wrote:
>> > > >> In article <7nosr35dqmosbhoounaibt52us3v9kt...@4ax.com>,
>> > > >> godsspeciall...@gmail.com says...
>> >
>> > > >> > Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject line, but
>> > > >> > anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great! Well,
>> > > >> > it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there. He was
>> > > >> > over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over there and
>> > > >> > saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey, Mr. T!
>> > > >> > I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave him a
>> > > >> > big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>> >
>> > > >> > He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging out
>> > > >> > together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it turns
>> > > >> > out, it was actually a dream all along).
>> >
>> > > >> > So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him how
>> > > >> > much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team," so he
>> > > >> > would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like, "Most
>> > > >> > people don't even know those lines!"
>> >
>> > > >> > I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all the
>> > > >> > time, right?"
>> >
>> > > >> > He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
>> > > >> > line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's what it
>> > > >> > was like.)
>> >
>> > > >> > And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know that line
>> > > >> > isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>> >
>> > > >> > He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>> >
>> > > >> > I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really connecting,
>> > > >> > Mr. T. and me.
>> >
>> > > >> > Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T must
>> > > >> > have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I was an
>> > > >> > adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you said you
>> > > >> > was a kid!"
>> >
>> > > >> > I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest fan
>> > > >> > when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man." After
>> > > >> > that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to like me
>> > > >> > when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid, anyway?)
>> >
>> > > >> > I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>> >
>> > > >> > He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his little
>> > > >> > brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this took
>> > > >> > place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
>> >
>> > > >> > After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves, 'cause I
>> > > >> > kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job, Hannibal!"
>> > > >> > and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least, I
>> > > >> > thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
>> >
>> > > >> > I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's life,
>> > > >> > there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his gruff
>> > > >> > demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his "B.A." So
>> > > >> > I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
>> >
>> > > >> > Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept talking
>> > > >> > like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising. Then I
>> > > >> > said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You either
>> > > >> > talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started yelling at
>> > > >> > me!
>> >
>> > > >> > He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it out,
>> > > >> > or I'll knock you out!"
>> >
>> > > >> > So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>> >
>> > > >> > And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>> >
>> > > >> > So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>> >
>> > > >> > And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>> >
>> > > >> > So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>> >
>> > > >> > And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire iron,
>> > > >> > and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no point.
>> > > >> > Goodbye.
>> >
>> > > >> > Love,
>> > > >> > Wavy G
>> >
>> > > >> so, you're saying mister t only likes boys?
>> >
>> > > >> are you sure mister t didn't try to molest you
>> > > >> 20 years ago at an A-Team convention?
>> >
>> > > >Pleae, there is no need to speak like that here. In fact, it disturbs
>> > > >me to think that a simple, honest poast about a pure Being having a
>> > > >connection to children would instantly ignite in you fantasies of
>> > > >molestation. Did you ever stop to think about what you were thinking
>> > > >about? Please stop poasting to this Froup. We are good, fun-loving
>> > > >people here and have no room to accomodate your sinister needs. But,
>> > > >be warned, for we are also a vengeful froup, and any insistence to
>> > > >disturb our equilibrium with your unabashed and uncensored comments
>> > > >shall rile our instincts, launch the flare of rally, and as we gather
>> > > >all you will hear are the scrapings of our talons in unison, etched
>> > > >into your cortex by simple, primal fear, far outside your thatch and
>> > > >weed Maslow Pyramid, before your entrails are spilled among the
>> > > >cobblestones that pave our street of peace.
>> >
>> > > >Go, go, goblin, indeed.
>> >
>> > > Err, I think he was just trying to be funny.
>> >
>> > that and i was run over
>> > by a pontiac sunbird on friday past.
>> >
>> Mr. G. G. Goblin,
>> I apologize if my post caused any additional harm to your mental
>> facilities. I did not know that you have been in an accident, and I do
>> acknowledge that my ignorance is still no excuse. I was trying to be
>> funny in my poast in a very dry and sardonic way, but many people
>> cannot understand this "slippy" style of humor, especially people whom
>> might have recently suffered damage to the parts of the brain
>> responsible for comprehension. Would you like a cookie, or a teddy
>> bear? It can be arranged to have one/some delivered to you. I am not a
>> cold-hearted son-of-a-bastard as some seem to imply, I do care.
>> I hereby bow my head before you, and block out my sun with the white
>> flag of surrender.
>> With Greatest Sincerity,
>>
>> --
>> Slipped Moebius
>> mhm28x9
>>
>> PS It seems I cannot reply to the BobGoblin froup because I lack a
>> real newsreader for the time being. I again apologize, as I believe
>> froup snipping is a horrible crime, but, like a peasant stealing bread
>> to feed his pigeons, it is something I must do to survive. Please
>> forgive my audacity, although I'm sure you understand.
>>
>
>
>
> actually i pretty much walked away
> without a scratch on me.
>
> i also added the wavy-g newgroup to this reply.

Thanks. I'm sure my fans appreciate you keeping them abreast of the
current events.
--
"If you don't get slapped, you're not doing it right."
--Tim Weaver gives me the best dating advice I've ever had.
(PS: Apologies to Mimus.)

 

"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
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> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>
>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>news:rho3s31gvip7oi893p1k5t8q2aor23v6cb@4ax.com...
>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>
>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>news:g5q1s3dg0fgctgu2ddtjsqgu71kuei356t@4ax.com...
>>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>>>
>>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>>>news:o1fvr3dmuetuon9otlb0osh19hu8gd7gbn@4ax.com...
>>>>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
>>>>>>> NO:
>>>>>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject
>>>>>>>>> line,
>>>>>>>>> but
>>>>>>>>> anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great!
>>>>>>>>> Well,
>>>>>>>>> it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there. He
>>>>>>>>> was
>>>>>>>>> over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over
>>>>>>>>> there
>>>>>>>>> and
>>>>>>>>> saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey,
>>>>>>>>> Mr.
>>>>>>>>> T!
>>>>>>>>> I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave
>>>>>>>>> him
>>>>>>>>> a
>>>>>>>>> big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging
>>>>>>>>> out
>>>>>>>>> together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it
>>>>>>>>> turns
>>>>>>>>> out, it was actually a dream all along).
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him
>>>>>>>>> how
>>>>>>>>> much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team,"
>>>>>>>>> so
>>>>>>>>> he
>>>>>>>>> would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like,
>>>>>>>>> "Most
>>>>>>>>> people don't even know those lines!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all
>>>>>>>>> the
>>>>>>>>> time, right?"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
>>>>>>>>> line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's
>>>>>>>>> what
>>>>>>>>> it
>>>>>>>>> was like.)
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know
>>>>>>>>> that
>>>>>>>>> line
>>>>>>>>> isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really
>>>>>>>>> connecting,
>>>>>>>>> Mr. T. and me.
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T
>>>>>>>>> must
>>>>>>>>> have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I
>>>>>>>>> was
>>>>>>>>> an
>>>>>>>>> adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you
>>>>>>>>> said
>>>>>>>>> you
>>>>>>>>> was a kid!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest
>>>>>>>>> fan
>>>>>>>>> when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man."
>>>>>>>>> After
>>>>>>>>> that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to
>>>>>>>>> like
>>>>>>>>> me
>>>>>>>>> when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid,
>>>>>>>>> anyway?)
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his
>>>>>>>>> little
>>>>>>>>> brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this
>>>>>>>>> took
>>>>>>>>> place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves,
>>>>>>>>> 'cause
>>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>>> kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job,
>>>>>>>>> Hannibal!"
>>>>>>>>> and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least,
>>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>>> thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's
>>>>>>>>> life,
>>>>>>>>> there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his
>>>>>>>>> gruff
>>>>>>>>> demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his
>>>>>>>>> "B.A."
>>>>>>>>> So
>>>>>>>>> I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept
>>>>>>>>> talking
>>>>>>>>> like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising.
>>>>>>>>> Then
>>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>>> said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You
>>>>>>>>> either
>>>>>>>>> talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started
>>>>>>>>> yelling
>>>>>>>>> at
>>>>>>>>> me!
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it
>>>>>>>>> out,
>>>>>>>>> or I'll knock you out!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire
>>>>>>>>> iron,
>>>>>>>>> and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no
>>>>>>>>> point.
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>Such a letdown. I was all excited reading this story and ~this~ is
>>>>>>>>how
>>>>>>>>it
>>>>>>>>ends?!? Sheesh...
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> Sorry, dude. I have no control over my subconscious.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>
>>>>>>Hi, Wavy. I won't be mad if you dream about me and talk like me in
>>>>>>your
>>>>>>dream.
>>>>>
>>>>> Thanks, Henry. You made my fucking day.
>>>>>
>>>>> PS: this was going to be my "running line" with you, but as it turns
>>>>> out, I haven't had another opportunity to use it since its first use,
>>>>> three years ago. So, see you in another three years, I guess.
>>>>>
>>>>
>>>>I'm sorry that nobody has been nice to you in three years. Do you miss
>>>>my
>>>>little gifts?
>>>
>>> How does won do that sarcastic thing where you say "nooooo" but really
>>> mean "yes" on Usenet?
>>
>>Wavy, I know you loved the Star Wars action figures that I got you, but a
>>lot could happened in 3 years. Have you outgrown the fun stuff that you
>>used to like?
>
> Won thing I do not ever do is grow up. Hell, all my favourite things in
> life occurred between the ages of four and ten. Well, except for
> drinking beer. That's my favourite thing, but it didn't happen until
> much later. If I could have drank beer while "Star Wars," "The A-Team,"
> and "Masters of the Universe" were popular, I would have led a perfect
> life.

How come you didn't mention girls? Do you not like girls?!

 

On Mon, 25 Feb 2008 23:46:18 -0500, "Walker"
<henry_walker_212@yahoo.com> wrote:

>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>news:rho3s31gvip7oi893p1k5t8q2aor23v6cb@4ax.com...
>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>
>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>news:g5q1s3dg0fgctgu2ddtjsqgu71kuei356t@4ax.com...
>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>>
>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>>news:o1fvr3dmuetuon9otlb0osh19hu8gd7gbn@4ax.com...
>>>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
>>>>>> NO:
>>>>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject line,
>>>>>>>> but
>>>>>>>> anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great!
>>>>>>>> Well,
>>>>>>>> it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there. He
>>>>>>>> was
>>>>>>>> over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over there
>>>>>>>> and
>>>>>>>> saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey, Mr.
>>>>>>>> T!
>>>>>>>> I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave him
>>>>>>>> a
>>>>>>>> big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging out
>>>>>>>> together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it
>>>>>>>> turns
>>>>>>>> out, it was actually a dream all along).
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him
>>>>>>>> how
>>>>>>>> much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team," so
>>>>>>>> he
>>>>>>>> would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like, "Most
>>>>>>>> people don't even know those lines!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all
>>>>>>>> the
>>>>>>>> time, right?"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
>>>>>>>> line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's
>>>>>>>> what
>>>>>>>> it
>>>>>>>> was like.)
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know that
>>>>>>>> line
>>>>>>>> isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really
>>>>>>>> connecting,
>>>>>>>> Mr. T. and me.
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T
>>>>>>>> must
>>>>>>>> have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I was
>>>>>>>> an
>>>>>>>> adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you said
>>>>>>>> you
>>>>>>>> was a kid!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest
>>>>>>>> fan
>>>>>>>> when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man."
>>>>>>>> After
>>>>>>>> that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to like
>>>>>>>> me
>>>>>>>> when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid,
>>>>>>>> anyway?)
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his little
>>>>>>>> brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this
>>>>>>>> took
>>>>>>>> place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves,
>>>>>>>> 'cause
>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>> kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job,
>>>>>>>> Hannibal!"
>>>>>>>> and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least, I
>>>>>>>> thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's
>>>>>>>> life,
>>>>>>>> there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his gruff
>>>>>>>> demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his
>>>>>>>> "B.A."
>>>>>>>> So
>>>>>>>> I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept
>>>>>>>> talking
>>>>>>>> like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising.
>>>>>>>> Then
>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>> said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You either
>>>>>>>> talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started yelling
>>>>>>>> at
>>>>>>>> me!
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it
>>>>>>>> out,
>>>>>>>> or I'll knock you out!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire
>>>>>>>> iron,
>>>>>>>> and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no
>>>>>>>> point.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>Such a letdown. I was all excited reading this story and ~this~ is
>>>>>>>how
>>>>>>>it
>>>>>>>ends?!? Sheesh...
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Sorry, dude. I have no control over my subconscious.
>>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>Hi, Wavy. I won't be mad if you dream about me and talk like me in your
>>>>>dream.
>>>>
>>>> Thanks, Henry. You made my fucking day.
>>>>
>>>> PS: this was going to be my "running line" with you, but as it turns
>>>> out, I haven't had another opportunity to use it since its first use,
>>>> three years ago. So, see you in another three years, I guess.
>>>>
>>>
>>>I'm sorry that nobody has been nice to you in three years. Do you miss my
>>>little gifts?
>>
>> How does won do that sarcastic thing where you say "nooooo" but really
>> mean "yes" on Usenet?
>
>Wavy, I know you loved the Star Wars action figures that I got you, but a
>lot could happened in 3 years. Have you outgrown the fun stuff that you
>used to like?


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>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>news:ocj7s3pggs85ocvf0st08lftt4g4cja8qm@4ax.com...
>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>
>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>news:rho3s31gvip7oi893p1k5t8q2aor23v6cb@4ax.com...
>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>>
>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>>news:g5q1s3dg0fgctgu2ddtjsqgu71kuei356t@4ax.com...
>>>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>>>>
>>>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>>>>news:o1fvr3dmuetuon9otlb0osh19hu8gd7gbn@4ax.com...
>>>>>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
>>>>>>>> NO:
>>>>>>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject
>>>>>>>>>> line,
>>>>>>>>>> but
>>>>>>>>>> anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great!
>>>>>>>>>> Well,
>>>>>>>>>> it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there. He
>>>>>>>>>> was
>>>>>>>>>> over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over
>>>>>>>>>> there
>>>>>>>>>> and
>>>>>>>>>> saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey,
>>>>>>>>>> Mr.
>>>>>>>>>> T!
>>>>>>>>>> I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave
>>>>>>>>>> him
>>>>>>>>>> a
>>>>>>>>>> big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging
>>>>>>>>>> out
>>>>>>>>>> together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it
>>>>>>>>>> turns
>>>>>>>>>> out, it was actually a dream all along).
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him
>>>>>>>>>> how
>>>>>>>>>> much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team,"
>>>>>>>>>> so
>>>>>>>>>> he
>>>>>>>>>> would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like,
>>>>>>>>>> "Most
>>>>>>>>>> people don't even know those lines!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all
>>>>>>>>>> the
>>>>>>>>>> time, right?"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
>>>>>>>>>> line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's
>>>>>>>>>> what
>>>>>>>>>> it
>>>>>>>>>> was like.)
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know
>>>>>>>>>> that
>>>>>>>>>> line
>>>>>>>>>> isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really
>>>>>>>>>> connecting,
>>>>>>>>>> Mr. T. and me.
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T
>>>>>>>>>> must
>>>>>>>>>> have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I
>>>>>>>>>> was
>>>>>>>>>> an
>>>>>>>>>> adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you
>>>>>>>>>> said
>>>>>>>>>> you
>>>>>>>>>> was a kid!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest
>>>>>>>>>> fan
>>>>>>>>>> when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man."
>>>>>>>>>> After
>>>>>>>>>> that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to
>>>>>>>>>> like
>>>>>>>>>> me
>>>>>>>>>> when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid,
>>>>>>>>>> anyway?)
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his
>>>>>>>>>> little
>>>>>>>>>> brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this
>>>>>>>>>> took
>>>>>>>>>> place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves,
>>>>>>>>>> 'cause
>>>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>>>> kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job,
>>>>>>>>>> Hannibal!"
>>>>>>>>>> and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least,
>>>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>>>> thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's
>>>>>>>>>> life,
>>>>>>>>>> there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his
>>>>>>>>>> gruff
>>>>>>>>>> demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his
>>>>>>>>>> "B.A."
>>>>>>>>>> So
>>>>>>>>>> I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept
>>>>>>>>>> talking
>>>>>>>>>> like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising.
>>>>>>>>>> Then
>>>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>>>> said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You
>>>>>>>>>> either
>>>>>>>>>> talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started
>>>>>>>>>> yelling
>>>>>>>>>> at
>>>>>>>>>> me!
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it
>>>>>>>>>> out,
>>>>>>>>>> or I'll knock you out!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire
>>>>>>>>>> iron,
>>>>>>>>>> and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no
>>>>>>>>>> point.
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>Such a letdown. I was all excited reading this story and ~this~ is
>>>>>>>>>how
>>>>>>>>>it
>>>>>>>>>ends?!? Sheesh...
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> Sorry, dude. I have no control over my subconscious.
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>Hi, Wavy. I won't be mad if you dream about me and talk like me in
>>>>>>>your
>>>>>>>dream.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Thanks, Henry. You made my fucking day.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> PS: this was going to be my "running line" with you, but as it turns
>>>>>> out, I haven't had another opportunity to use it since its first use,
>>>>>> three years ago. So, see you in another three years, I guess.
>>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>I'm sorry that nobody has been nice to you in three years. Do you miss
>>>>>my
>>>>>little gifts?
>>>>
>>>> How does won do that sarcastic thing where you say "nooooo" but really
>>>> mean "yes" on Usenet?
>>>
>>>Wavy, I know you loved the Star Wars action figures that I got you, but a
>>>lot could happened in 3 years. Have you outgrown the fun stuff that you
>>>used to like?
>>
>> Won thing I do not ever do is grow up. Hell, all my favourite things in
>> life occurred between the ages of four and ten. Well, except for
>> drinking beer. That's my favourite thing, but it didn't happen until
>> much later. If I could have drank beer while "Star Wars," "The A-Team,"
>> and "Masters of the Universe" were popular, I would have led a perfect
>> life.
>
>How come you didn't mention girls? Do you not like girls?!

Yeah. I mean, they're kind of irritating, but I like the shape of them.
If they could make them so they didn't talk, I would really like them.
--
"If you don't get slapped, you're not doing it right."
--Tim Weaver gives me the best dating advice I've ever had.
(PS: Apologies to Mimus.)

 

On Wed, 27 Feb 2008 05:25:18 -0500, Wavy G <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com>
wrote:

>Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>
>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>news:ocj7s3pggs85ocvf0st08lftt4g4cja8qm@4ax.com...
>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>
>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>news:rho3s31gvip7oi893p1k5t8q2aor23v6cb@4ax.com...
>>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>>>
>>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>>>news:g5q1s3dg0fgctgu2ddtjsqgu71kuei356t@4ax.com...
>>>>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>>>>>news:o1fvr3dmuetuon9otlb0osh19hu8gd7gbn@4ax.com...
>>>>>>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
>>>>>>>>> NO:
>>>>>>>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject
>>>>>>>>>>> line,
>>>>>>>>>>> but
>>>>>>>>>>> anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great!
>>>>>>>>>>> Well,
>>>>>>>>>>> it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there. He
>>>>>>>>>>> was
>>>>>>>>>>> over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over
>>>>>>>>>>> there
>>>>>>>>>>> and
>>>>>>>>>>> saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey,
>>>>>>>>>>> Mr.
>>>>>>>>>>> T!
>>>>>>>>>>> I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave
>>>>>>>>>>> him
>>>>>>>>>>> a
>>>>>>>>>>> big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging
>>>>>>>>>>> out
>>>>>>>>>>> together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it
>>>>>>>>>>> turns
>>>>>>>>>>> out, it was actually a dream all along).
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him
>>>>>>>>>>> how
>>>>>>>>>>> much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team,"
>>>>>>>>>>> so
>>>>>>>>>>> he
>>>>>>>>>>> would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like,
>>>>>>>>>>> "Most
>>>>>>>>>>> people don't even know those lines!"
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all
>>>>>>>>>>> the
>>>>>>>>>>> time, right?"
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
>>>>>>>>>>> line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's
>>>>>>>>>>> what
>>>>>>>>>>> it
>>>>>>>>>>> was like.)
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know
>>>>>>>>>>> that
>>>>>>>>>>> line
>>>>>>>>>>> isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really
>>>>>>>>>>> connecting,
>>>>>>>>>>> Mr. T. and me.
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T
>>>>>>>>>>> must
>>>>>>>>>>> have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I
>>>>>>>>>>> was
>>>>>>>>>>> an
>>>>>>>>>>> adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you
>>>>>>>>>>> said
>>>>>>>>>>> you
>>>>>>>>>>> was a kid!"
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest
>>>>>>>>>>> fan
>>>>>>>>>>> when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man."
>>>>>>>>>>> After
>>>>>>>>>>> that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to
>>>>>>>>>>> like
>>>>>>>>>>> me
>>>>>>>>>>> when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid,
>>>>>>>>>>> anyway?)
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his
>>>>>>>>>>> little
>>>>>>>>>>> brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this
>>>>>>>>>>> took
>>>>>>>>>>> place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves,
>>>>>>>>>>> 'cause
>>>>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>>>>> kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job,
>>>>>>>>>>> Hannibal!"
>>>>>>>>>>> and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least,
>>>>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>>>>> thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's
>>>>>>>>>>> life,
>>>>>>>>>>> there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his
>>>>>>>>>>> gruff
>>>>>>>>>>> demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his
>>>>>>>>>>> "B.A."
>>>>>>>>>>> So
>>>>>>>>>>> I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept
>>>>>>>>>>> talking
>>>>>>>>>>> like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising.
>>>>>>>>>>> Then
>>>>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>>>>> said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You
>>>>>>>>>>> either
>>>>>>>>>>> talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started
>>>>>>>>>>> yelling
>>>>>>>>>>> at
>>>>>>>>>>> me!
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it
>>>>>>>>>>> out,
>>>>>>>>>>> or I'll knock you out!"
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire
>>>>>>>>>>> iron,
>>>>>>>>>>> and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no
>>>>>>>>>>> point.
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>Such a letdown. I was all excited reading this story and ~this~ is
>>>>>>>>>>how
>>>>>>>>>>it
>>>>>>>>>>ends?!? Sheesh...
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> Sorry, dude. I have no control over my subconscious.
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>Hi, Wavy. I won't be mad if you dream about me and talk like me in
>>>>>>>>your
>>>>>>>>dream.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> Thanks, Henry. You made my fucking day.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> PS: this was going to be my "running line" with you, but as it turns
>>>>>>> out, I haven't had another opportunity to use it since its first use,
>>>>>>> three years ago. So, see you in another three years, I guess.
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>
>>>>>>I'm sorry that nobody has been nice to you in three years. Do you miss
>>>>>>my
>>>>>>little gifts?
>>>>>
>>>>> How does won do that sarcastic thing where you say "nooooo" but really
>>>>> mean "yes" on Usenet?
>>>>
>>>>Wavy, I know you loved the Star Wars action figures that I got you, but a
>>>>lot could happened in 3 years. Have you outgrown the fun stuff that you
>>>>used to like?
>>>
>>> Won thing I do not ever do is grow up. Hell, all my favourite things in
>>> life occurred between the ages of four and ten. Well, except for
>>> drinking beer. That's my favourite thing, but it didn't happen until
>>> much later. If I could have drank beer while "Star Wars," "The A-Team,"
>>> and "Masters of the Universe" were popular, I would have led a perfect
>>> life.
>>
>>How come you didn't mention girls? Do you not like girls?!
>
>Yeah. I mean, they're kind of irritating, but I like the shape of them.
>If they could make them so they didn't talk, I would really like them.

That'th rather thexthitht Mithter G!

Jade

 

On Wed, 27 Feb 2008 14:41:10 -0500, Daedalus <jade@newtko0ouks.biz>
wrote:

>On Wed, 27 Feb 2008 05:25:18 -0500, Wavy G <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com>
>wrote:
>
>>Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>
>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>news:ocj7s3pggs85ocvf0st08lftt4g4cja8qm@4ax.com...
>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>>
>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>>news:rho3s31gvip7oi893p1k5t8q2aor23v6cb@4ax.com...
>>>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>>>>
>>>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>>>>news:g5q1s3dg0fgctgu2ddtjsqgu71kuei356t@4ax.com...
>>>>>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>>>>>>news:o1fvr3dmuetuon9otlb0osh19hu8gd7gbn@4ax.com...
>>>>>>>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
>>>>>>>>>> NO:
>>>>>>>>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject
>>>>>>>>>>>> line,
>>>>>>>>>>>> but
>>>>>>>>>>>> anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great!
>>>>>>>>>>>> Well,
>>>>>>>>>>>> it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there. He
>>>>>>>>>>>> was
>>>>>>>>>>>> over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over
>>>>>>>>>>>> there
>>>>>>>>>>>> and
>>>>>>>>>>>> saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey,
>>>>>>>>>>>> Mr.
>>>>>>>>>>>> T!
>>>>>>>>>>>> I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave
>>>>>>>>>>>> him
>>>>>>>>>>>> a
>>>>>>>>>>>> big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging
>>>>>>>>>>>> out
>>>>>>>>>>>> together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it
>>>>>>>>>>>> turns
>>>>>>>>>>>> out, it was actually a dream all along).
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him
>>>>>>>>>>>> how
>>>>>>>>>>>> much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team,"
>>>>>>>>>>>> so
>>>>>>>>>>>> he
>>>>>>>>>>>> would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like,
>>>>>>>>>>>> "Most
>>>>>>>>>>>> people don't even know those lines!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all
>>>>>>>>>>>> the
>>>>>>>>>>>> time, right?"
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
>>>>>>>>>>>> line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's
>>>>>>>>>>>> what
>>>>>>>>>>>> it
>>>>>>>>>>>> was like.)
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know
>>>>>>>>>>>> that
>>>>>>>>>>>> line
>>>>>>>>>>>> isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really
>>>>>>>>>>>> connecting,
>>>>>>>>>>>> Mr. T. and me.
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T
>>>>>>>>>>>> must
>>>>>>>>>>>> have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I
>>>>>>>>>>>> was
>>>>>>>>>>>> an
>>>>>>>>>>>> adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you
>>>>>>>>>>>> said
>>>>>>>>>>>> you
>>>>>>>>>>>> was a kid!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest
>>>>>>>>>>>> fan
>>>>>>>>>>>> when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man."
>>>>>>>>>>>> After
>>>>>>>>>>>> that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to
>>>>>>>>>>>> like
>>>>>>>>>>>> me
>>>>>>>>>>>> when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid,
>>>>>>>>>>>> anyway?)
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his
>>>>>>>>>>>> little
>>>>>>>>>>>> brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this
>>>>>>>>>>>> took
>>>>>>>>>>>> place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves,
>>>>>>>>>>>> 'cause
>>>>>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>>>>>> kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job,
>>>>>>>>>>>> Hannibal!"
>>>>>>>>>>>> and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least,
>>>>>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>>>>>> thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's
>>>>>>>>>>>> life,
>>>>>>>>>>>> there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his
>>>>>>>>>>>> gruff
>>>>>>>>>>>> demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his
>>>>>>>>>>>> "B.A."
>>>>>>>>>>>> So
>>>>>>>>>>>> I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept
>>>>>>>>>>>> talking
>>>>>>>>>>>> like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising.
>>>>>>>>>>>> Then
>>>>>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>>>>>> said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You
>>>>>>>>>>>> either
>>>>>>>>>>>> talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started
>>>>>>>>>>>> yelling
>>>>>>>>>>>> at
>>>>>>>>>>>> me!
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it
>>>>>>>>>>>> out,
>>>>>>>>>>>> or I'll knock you out!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>> And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire
>>>>>>>>>>>> iron,
>>>>>>>>>>>> and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no
>>>>>>>>>>>> point.
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>Such a letdown. I was all excited reading this story and ~this~ is
>>>>>>>>>>>how
>>>>>>>>>>>it
>>>>>>>>>>>ends?!? Sheesh...
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>> Sorry, dude. I have no control over my subconscious.
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>Hi, Wavy. I won't be mad if you dream about me and talk like me in
>>>>>>>>>your
>>>>>>>>>dream.
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> Thanks, Henry. You made my fucking day.
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> PS: this was going to be my "running line" with you, but as it turns
>>>>>>>> out, I haven't had another opportunity to use it since its first use,
>>>>>>>> three years ago. So, see you in another three years, I guess.
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>I'm sorry that nobody has been nice to you in three years. Do you miss
>>>>>>>my
>>>>>>>little gifts?
>>>>>>
>>>>>> How does won do that sarcastic thing where you say "nooooo" but really
>>>>>> mean "yes" on Usenet?
>>>>>
>>>>>Wavy, I know you loved the Star Wars action figures that I got you, but a
>>>>>lot could happened in 3 years. Have you outgrown the fun stuff that you
>>>>>used to like?
>>>>
>>>> Won thing I do not ever do is grow up. Hell, all my favourite things in
>>>> life occurred between the ages of four and ten. Well, except for
>>>> drinking beer. That's my favourite thing, but it didn't happen until
>>>> much later. If I could have drank beer while "Star Wars," "The A-Team,"
>>>> and "Masters of the Universe" were popular, I would have led a perfect
>>>> life.
>>>
>>>How come you didn't mention girls? Do you not like girls?!
>>
>>Yeah. I mean, they're kind of irritating, but I like the shape of them.
>>If they could make them so they didn't talk, I would really like them.
>
>That'th rather thexthitht Mithter G!
>
>Jade


Mithter?

 

On Wed, 27 Feb 2008 14:43:17 -0500, Pisano <kenpisano@gmail.com>
wrote:

>On Wed, 27 Feb 2008 14:41:10 -0500, Daedalus <jade@newtko0ouks.biz>
>wrote:
>
>>On Wed, 27 Feb 2008 05:25:18 -0500, Wavy G <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com>
>>wrote:
>>
>>>Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>
>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>news:ocj7s3pggs85ocvf0st08lftt4g4cja8qm@4ax.com...
>>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>>>
>>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>>>news:rho3s31gvip7oi893p1k5t8q2aor23v6cb@4ax.com...
>>>>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>>>>>news:g5q1s3dg0fgctgu2ddtjsqgu71kuei356t@4ax.com...
>>>>>>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciallamb@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>>>>>>>>news:o1fvr3dmuetuon9otlb0osh19hu8gd7gbn@4ax.com...
>>>>>>>>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
>>>>>>>>>>> NO:
>>>>>>>>>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject
>>>>>>>>>>>>> line,
>>>>>>>>>>>>> but
>>>>>>>>>>>>> anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great!
>>>>>>>>>>>>> Well,
>>>>>>>>>>>>> it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there. He
>>>>>>>>>>>>> was
>>>>>>>>>>>>> over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over
>>>>>>>>>>>>> there
>>>>>>>>>>>>> and
>>>>>>>>>>>>> saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey,
>>>>>>>>>>>>> Mr.
>>>>>>>>>>>>> T!
>>>>>>>>>>>>> I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave
>>>>>>>>>>>>> him
>>>>>>>>>>>>> a
>>>>>>>>>>>>> big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging
>>>>>>>>>>>>> out
>>>>>>>>>>>>> together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it
>>>>>>>>>>>>> turns
>>>>>>>>>>>>> out, it was actually a dream all along).
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him
>>>>>>>>>>>>> how
>>>>>>>>>>>>> much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team,"
>>>>>>>>>>>>> so
>>>>>>>>>>>>> he
>>>>>>>>>>>>> would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like,
>>>>>>>>>>>>> "Most
>>>>>>>>>>>>> people don't even know those lines!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all
>>>>>>>>>>>>> the
>>>>>>>>>>>>> time, right?"
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
>>>>>>>>>>>>> line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's
>>>>>>>>>>>>> what
>>>>>>>>>>>>> it
>>>>>>>>>>>>> was like.)
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know
>>>>>>>>>>>>> that
>>>>>>>>>>>>> line
>>>>>>>>>>>>> isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really
>>>>>>>>>>>>> connecting,
>>>>>>>>>>>>> Mr. T. and me.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T
>>>>>>>>>>>>> must
>>>>>>>>>>>>> have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I
>>>>>>>>>>>>> was
>>>>>>>>>>>>> an
>>>>>>>>>>>>> adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you
>>>>>>>>>>>>> said
>>>>>>>>>>>>> you
>>>>>>>>>>>>> was a kid!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest
>>>>>>>>>>>>> fan
>>>>>>>>>>>>> when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man."
>>>>>>>>>>>>> After
>>>>>>>>>>>>> that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to
>>>>>>>>>>>>> like
>>>>>>>>>>>>> me
>>>>>>>>>>>>> when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid,
>>>>>>>>>>>>> anyway?)
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his
>>>>>>>>>>>>> little
>>>>>>>>>>>>> brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this
>>>>>>>>>>>>> took
>>>>>>>>>>>>> place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves,
>>>>>>>>>>>>> 'cause
>>>>>>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>>>>>>> kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job,
>>>>>>>>>>>>> Hannibal!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>> and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least,
>>>>>>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>>>>>>> thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's
>>>>>>>>>>>>> life,
>>>>>>>>>>>>> there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his
>>>>>>>>>>>>> gruff
>>>>>>>>>>>>> demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his
>>>>>>>>>>>>> "B.A."
>>>>>>>>>>>>> So
>>>>>>>>>>>>> I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept
>>>>>>>>>>>>> talking
>>>>>>>>>>>>> like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising.
>>>>>>>>>>>>> Then
>>>>>>>>>>>>> I
>>>>>>>>>>>>> said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You
>>>>>>>>>>>>> either
>>>>>>>>>>>>> talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started
>>>>>>>>>>>>> yelling
>>>>>>>>>>>>> at
>>>>>>>>>>>>> me!
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it
>>>>>>>>>>>>> out,
>>>>>>>>>>>>> or I'll knock you out!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>> And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire
>>>>>>>>>>>>> iron,
>>>>>>>>>>>>> and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no
>>>>>>>>>>>>> point.
>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>Such a letdown. I was all excited reading this story and ~this~ is
>>>>>>>>>>>>how
>>>>>>>>>>>>it
>>>>>>>>>>>>ends?!? Sheesh...
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>> Sorry, dude. I have no control over my subconscious.
>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>>Hi, Wavy. I won't be mad if you dream about me and talk like me in
>>>>>>>>>>your
>>>>>>>>>>dream.
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> Thanks, Henry. You made my fucking day.
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>> PS: this was going to be my "running line" with you, but as it turns
>>>>>>>>> out, I haven't had another opportunity to use it since its first use,
>>>>>>>>> three years ago. So, see you in another three years, I guess.
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>I'm sorry that nobody has been nice to you in three years. Do you miss
>>>>>>>>my
>>>>>>>>little gifts?
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> How does won do that sarcastic thing where you say "nooooo" but really
>>>>>>> mean "yes" on Usenet?
>>>>>>
>>>>>>Wavy, I know you loved the Star Wars action figures that I got you, but a
>>>>>>lot could happened in 3 years. Have you outgrown the fun stuff that you
>>>>>>used to like?
>>>>>
>>>>> Won thing I do not ever do is grow up. Hell, all my favourite things in
>>>>> life occurred between the ages of four and ten. Well, except for
>>>>> drinking beer. That's my favourite thing, but it didn't happen until
>>>>> much later. If I could have drank beer while "Star Wars," "The A-Team,"
>>>>> and "Masters of the Universe" were popular, I would have led a perfect
>>>>> life.
>>>>
>>>>How come you didn't mention girls? Do you not like girls?!
>>>
>>>Yeah. I mean, they're kind of irritating, but I like the shape of them.
>>>If they could make them so they didn't talk, I would really like them.
>>
>>That'th rather thexthitht Mithter G!
>>
>>Jade
>
>
> Mithter?
>


I suppose I should explain (since there will likely be no
reply, which often ruins any chance for a snappy punchline).


The reason I ask is . . . I had no idea that WG was married.

 

Re: My Dream! Mr. T and Me!!!

On Feb 27, 4:00 pm, Pisano <kenpis...@gmail.com> wrote:
> On Wed, 27 Feb 2008 14:43:17 -0500, Pisano <kenpis...@gmail.com>
> wrote:
>
>
>
> >On Wed, 27 Feb 2008 14:41:10 -0500, Daedalus <j...@newtko0ouks.biz>
> >wrote:
>
> >>On Wed, 27 Feb 2008 05:25:18 -0500, Wavy G <godsspeciall...@gmail.com>
> >>wrote:
>
> >>>Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>
> >>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciall...@gmail.com> wrote in message
> >>>>news:ocj7s3pggs85ocvf0st08lftt4g4cja8qm@4ax.com...
> >>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>
> >>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciall...@gmail.com> wrote in message
> >>>>>>news:rho3s31gvip7oi893p1k5t8q2aor23v6cb@4ax.com...
> >>>>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>
> >>>>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciall...@gmail.com> wrote in message
> >>>>>>>>news:g5q1s3dg0fgctgu2ddtjsqgu71kuei356t@4ax.com...
> >>>>>>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>
> >>>>>>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciall...@gmail.com> wrote in message
> >>>>>>>>>>news:o1fvr3dmuetuon9otlb0osh19hu8gd7gbn@4ax.com...
> >>>>>>>>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
> >>>>>>>>>>> NO:
> >>>>>>>>>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> line,
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> but
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great!
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Well,
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there.. He
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> was
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> there
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> and
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey,
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Mr.
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> T!
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> him
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> a
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> out
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> turns
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> out, it was actually a dream all along).
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> how
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team,"
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> so
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> he
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like,
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> "Most
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> people don't even know those lines!"
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> the
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> time, right?"
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> what
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> it
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> was like.)
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> that
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> line
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> connecting,
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Mr. T. and me.
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> must
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> was
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> an
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> said
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> you
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> was a kid!"
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> fan
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man."
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> After
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> like
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> me
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid,
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> anyway?)
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> little
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> took
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves,
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> 'cause
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job,
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Hannibal!"
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least,
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> life,
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> gruff
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> "B.A."
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> So
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> talking
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising.
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Then
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> either
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> yelling
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> at
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> me!
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> out,
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> or I'll knock you out!"
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> iron,
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no
> >>>>>>>>>>>>> point.
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>>Such a letdown. I was all excited reading this story and ~this~ is
> >>>>>>>>>>>>how
> >>>>>>>>>>>>it
> >>>>>>>>>>>>ends?!? Sheesh...
>
> >>>>>>>>>>> Sorry, dude. I have no control over my subconscious.
>
> >>>>>>>>>>Hi, Wavy. I won't be mad if you dream about me and talk like me in
> >>>>>>>>>>your
> >>>>>>>>>>dream.
>
> >>>>>>>>> Thanks, Henry. You made my fucking day.
>
> >>>>>>>>> PS: this was going to be my "running line" with you, but as it turns
> >>>>>>>>> out, I haven't had another opportunity to use it since its first use,
> >>>>>>>>> three years ago. So, see you in another three years, I guess.
>
> >>>>>>>>I'm sorry that nobody has been nice to you in three years. Do you miss
> >>>>>>>>my
> >>>>>>>>little gifts?
>
> >>>>>>> How does won do that sarcastic thing where you say "nooooo" but really
> >>>>>>> mean "yes" on Usenet?
>
> >>>>>>Wavy, I know you loved the Star Wars action figures that I got you, but a
> >>>>>>lot could happened in 3 years. Have you outgrown the fun stuff that you
> >>>>>>used to like?
>
> >>>>> Won thing I do not ever do is grow up. Hell, all my favourite things in
> >>>>> life occurred between the ages of four and ten. Well, except for
> >>>>> drinking beer. That's my favourite thing, but it didn't happen until
> >>>>> much later. If I could have drank beer while "Star Wars," "The A-Team,"
> >>>>> and "Masters of the Universe" were popular, I would have led a perfect
> >>>>> life.
>
> >>>>How come you didn't mention girls? Do you not like girls?!
>
> >>>Yeah. I mean, they're kind of irritating, but I like the shape of them..
> >>>If they could make them so they didn't talk, I would really like them.
>
> >>That'th rather thexthitht Mithter G!
>
> >>Jade
>
> > Mithter?
>
> I suppose I should explain (since there will likely be no
> reply, which often ruins any chance for a snappy punchline).
>
> The reason I ask is . . . I had no idea that WG was married.

*I* still don't get it.

--
Slipped Moebius
mhm28x9

 

Re: My Dream! Mr. T and Me!!!

On Thu, 28 Feb 2008 01:29:08 -0800 (PST), Slipped Moebius
<erroneouscorrection@yahoo.com> wrote:

>On Feb 27, 4:00 pm, Pisano <kenpis...@gmail.com> wrote:
>> On Wed, 27 Feb 2008 14:43:17 -0500, Pisano <kenpis...@gmail.com>
>> wrote:
>>
>>
>>
>> >On Wed, 27 Feb 2008 14:41:10 -0500, Daedalus <j...@newtko0ouks.biz>
>> >wrote:
>>
>> >>On Wed, 27 Feb 2008 05:25:18 -0500, Wavy G <godsspeciall...@gmail.com>
>> >>wrote:
>>
>> >>>Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>
>> >>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciall...@gmail.com> wrote in message
>> >>>>news:ocj7s3pggs85ocvf0st08lftt4g4cja8qm@4ax.com...
>> >>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>
>> >>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciall...@gmail.com> wrote in message
>> >>>>>>news:rho3s31gvip7oi893p1k5t8q2aor23v6cb@4ax.com...
>> >>>>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>
>> >>>>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciall...@gmail.com> wrote in message
>> >>>>>>>>news:g5q1s3dg0fgctgu2ddtjsqgu71kuei356t@4ax.com...
>> >>>>>>>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( ) NO:
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>"Wavy G" <godsspeciall...@gmail.com> wrote in message
>> >>>>>>>>>>news:o1fvr3dmuetuon9otlb0osh19hu8gd7gbn@4ax.com...
>> >>>>>>>>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me? Please check a box ( ) YES ( )
>> >>>>>>>>>>> NO:
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>Wavy G wrote:
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Guess what? (Well, you probably already know from the subject
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> line,
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> but
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> anyway...) Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T! It was great!
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Well,
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> it started out great. Then it kind of downgraded from there. He
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> was
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> there
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> and
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> saw him out in the garage working on his van. I was like, "Hey,
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Mr.
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> T!
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!" And I ran up and gave
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> him
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> a
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!" So and but we ended up hanging
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> out
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> together. What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> turns
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> out, it was actually a dream all along).
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> how
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team,"
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> so
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> he
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> would know I was for real. Mr. T was impressed. He was like,
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> "Most
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> people don't even know those lines!"
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> the
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> time, right?"
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that. I get real tired of that
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> line!" (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> what
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> it
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> was like.)
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> that
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> line
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> isn't even from 'The A-Team."
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I said, "Yeah! 'Rocky III'!" It was great. We were really
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> connecting,
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Mr. T. and me.
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> must
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> have thought I was a kid. Because at won point, he found out I
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> was
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> an
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> said
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> you
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> was a kid!"
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I was kind of taken aback. I said, "No, I said I was your biggest
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> fan
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> when I was a kid. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a 30 year old man."
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> After
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> that, his whole attitude towards me changed. He only seemed to
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> like
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> me
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> when he thought I was a kid. (Why did he think I was a kid,
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> anyway?)
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I said, "I thought you loved your fans."
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men! Mr. T. loves his
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> little
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!" (Apparently this
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> took
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves,
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> 'cause
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job,
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Hannibal!"
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!" It was really funny (at least,
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> life,
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> gruff
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> demeanor, and to be his comic foil--? la, the "Murdock" to his
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> "B.A."
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> So
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> talking
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising.
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> Then
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> I
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack. You
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> either
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> yelling
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> at
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> me!
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool! Cut it
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> out,
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> or I'll knock you out!"
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "No, you cut it out! Or I'll knock YOU out!"
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> And then he said "CUT IT OUT! I'M THE REAL MR. T!"
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> And then he lost it. He got up and chased after me with his tire
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> iron,
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> and that's when I woke up. So anyway, sorry this story had no
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>> point.
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>Such a letdown. I was all excited reading this story and ~this~ is
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>how
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>it
>> >>>>>>>>>>>>ends?!? Sheesh...
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>> Sorry, dude. I have no control over my subconscious.
>>
>> >>>>>>>>>>Hi, Wavy. I won't be mad if you dream about me and talk like me in
>> >>>>>>>>>>your
>> >>>>>>>>>>dream.
>>
>> >>>>>>>>> Thanks, Henry. You made my fucking day.
>>
>> >>>>>>>>> PS: this was going to be my "running line" with you, but as it turns
>> >>>>>>>>> out, I haven't had another opportunity to use it since its first use,
>> >>>>>>>>> three years ago. So, see you in another three years, I guess.
>>
>> >>>>>>>>I'm sorry that nobody has been nice to you in three years. Do you miss
>> >>>>>>>>my
>> >>>>>>>>little gifts?
>>
>> >>>>>>> How does won do that sarcastic thing where you say "nooooo" but really
>> >>>>>>> mean "yes" on Usenet?
>>
>> >>>>>>Wavy, I know you loved the Star Wars action figures that I got you, but a
>> >>>>>>lot could happened in 3 years. Have you outgrown the fun stuff that you
>> >>>>>>used to like?
>>
>> >>>>> Won thing I do not ever do is grow up. Hell, all my favourite things in
>> >>>>> life occurred between the ages of four and ten. Well, except for
>> >>>>> drinking beer. That's my favourite thing, but it didn't happen until
>> >>>>> much later. If I could have drank beer while "Star Wars," "The A-Team,"
>> >>>>> and "Masters of the Universe" were popular, I would have led a perfect
>> >>>>> life.
>>
>> >>>>How come you didn't mention girls? Do you not like girls?!
>>
>> >>>Yeah. I mean, they're kind of irritating, but I like the shape of them.
>> >>>If they could make them so they didn't talk, I would really like them.
>>
>> >>That'th rather thexthitht Mithter G!
>>
>> >>Jade
>>
>> > Mithter?
>>
>> I suppose I should explain (since there will likely be no
>> reply, which often ruins any chance for a snappy punchline).
>>
>> The reason I ask is . . . I had no idea that WG was married.
>
>*I* still don't get it.



Perhaps you could pay a friend to explain it to you.