From: Slackitude <allyerslack@whereyathink.com>
Newsgroups: alt.slack
Date: Sun, May 12, 2002
Even now I have recieved a message that I have email
from "200,000 Different Women" this can only
be due to my recently sending money to the church.
I picture them, all huddled and fighting over the keyboard,
each anxious to be the one to type the message to "that
cool guy with the ikon apron" I wonder, how different
are they? is this a Subgenius membership perk that
doesn't get mentioned on the web page? I think I'll
wait to open this mail, no point in letting those 200,000
women think I'm anxious or anything....
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From: joecosby@mindspring.com (Joe Cosby)
yeah best to let them simmer in their own juices for a while.
anyway if you aren't careful, that many women could be downright -dangerous-.
I got three different ones from three different people this morning with the subject 'you make me feel like a REAL WOMAN'
It's that "Bob" sex-god thing. I just can't help it.
--
Joe Cosby
http://joecosby.home.mindspring.com
Summoning his cosmic powers
and blowing slightly from his toes
the psychic emanations flow
- Syd Barret
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From: sanfordandson40@hotmail.com (Kat Suit Model)
200,000? Jeez man, I know you're not supposed to call/email back the first day because it makes you look desperate, but with odds like that, you've got to MOVE on this! With 200,000 women, hell, you could start your own colony or nation. Men and lesbians will hear about it and start showing up. In no time, you'll have an army, an economy, a public school system, and an ambassador to the US whose basic functions, like those of any ambassador, will be getting drunk with the wealthy and being wiretapped by the feds. You'll have it made!
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