Re: You just HAD to go and do it, didn't ya???

From: "Rev. Carbuncle Fondue" <Rev_Carbuncle_Fondue@attbi.com>
Newsgroups: alt.slack
Date: Sun, Aug 25, 2002 11:10 AM

"saint bubba the damned" <atropos@cbnet.ns.ca> wrote in message
news:l29fmu8ab7fdeg4hao43mviaqc7h844t5v@4ax.com...
> On 24 Aug 2002 09:30:39 GMT, Reverend DJ Epoch
> <yougottabekidding@noway.com> wrote:
>
> >They TOLD you not to do it!
> >
> >You KNEW you weren't supposed to do it!
> >
> >The LAST time you did it, BAD THINGS happened, REMEMBER???
> >
> >WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO IT?????
> 'cause i knew it'd piss you off. now stop spying on me through that
> camera pasted on the back of the dresser mirror or ill start showing
> you my hairy irish ass 24/7 there and you can amuse yourself by
> counting the carbunkles on my tired old sagging body.

How many of me ARE on your body?

Carbuncle

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From: saint bubba the damned <atropos@cbnet.ns.ca>

On Sun, 25 Aug 2002 15:10:46 GMT, "Rev. Carbuncle Fondue"
<Rev_Carbuncle_Fondue@attbi.com> wrote:

>How many of me ARE on your body?

i dunno but if even one of you are that itchy part right between my
shoulder blades, you can just stop it now, k?

st bubba

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From: "Rev. Andre Brothel" <undeadandbitter@mindspring.com>

Reverend DJ Epoch <yougottabekidding@noway.com> true and somewhat shakey
madperson(s) entered in news:Xns927438C34A8E5yougottabekiddingnow@
198.99.146.10:

> They TOLD you not to do it!
>
> You KNEW you weren't supposed to do it!
>
> The LAST time you did it, BAD THINGS happened, REMEMBER???
>
> WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO IT?????
>

It's...it's like this tiny itch that starts deep inside your vas-deferens
that you try to ignore. But then it gets bigger, itchier. Soon you're
running around the house looking for the phone numbers of girls you know
and your trusty bottle of rhohypnol, But they've all got dates with giant
overweight pink greasers in tricked out el Caminos with gun racks on the
back; and pretty soon those "bad things" don't seem so bad.
Eventually you give in and.... do ...it. Sure...it's straight to the
bathroom to shave your palms in shame, unable to look at yourself in the
mirror. But it's not *so* bad. Not as bad as the...the...the Itch-ing.
Itching! <proceeds to twitch violently> I had to. You understand? Do
ya?! I HAD TO! HAD TOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

ARRRGH! The ITCH it consumes me! ITCHY!

anyway,
--
The Rev. Andre Brothel
- Doktor of pharmaceutical alchemy
'Always searching for the philosopher's stone.'

write to:
notdoctordre@mindspring.com
Material plane of existance, apt #110
Seattle, WA abunchanumbershere

"Oh drugs, I can't stay mad at you"

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From: Reverend DJ Epoch <yougottabekidding@noway.com>

During the asylum escape,saint bubba the damned <atropos@cbnet.ns.ca>
exclaimed:

> 'cause i knew it'd piss you off. now stop spying on me through that
> camera pasted on the back of the dresser mirror or ill start showing
> you my hairy irish ass 24/7 there and you can amuse yourself by
> counting the carbunkles on my tired old sagging body.

You're just BEGGIN for some industrial-strength Nair in that tube of
Preparation-H, aren't you?

On second thought, maybe it should be Rogaine...those carbuncles are UGLY!
(Dammit, now I gotta relocate that cam...)

--
~~ The Reverend DJ Epoch ~~
~~ The Church of Our Lady of Perpetual Motion ~~
~~ Cathedral and Carwash, Divine Redneck Clench ~~
~~ Home of the Traci Lords Memorial Brothel ~~

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From: saint bubba the damned <atropos@cbnet.ns.ca>

On 26 Aug 2002 08:21:08 GMT, Reverend DJ Epoch
<yougottabekidding@noway.com> wrote:

>You're just BEGGIN for some industrial-strength Nair in that tube of
>Preparation-H, aren't you?

how bouts we split the difference and you put some topic slave on me
with mild to stimulating hallucinogenic properties and then let me
loose in the mall??

st bubba

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