Wakey, wakey. Nightmare Time.
Posted by:: HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer
Date: Tue, 29 Mar 2005 07:48:26 -0600
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http://tinyurl.com/5a4r9
Posted by:: "fenian d'illudium q-36, Rlari."
Date: Tue, 29 Mar 2005 09:25:33 -0500
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"HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer" wrote in
message news:f2ni419si33qq4vi9r0454j2hrmqmevira@4ax.com...
> http://tinyurl.com/5a4r9
A little kooky you say?
Stang, were the cheerleaders fappable? If so, I might consider...
Posted by:: "krustymadfaker"
Date: 29 Mar 2005 06:56:23 -0800
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HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer wrote:
>http://tinyurl.com/5a4r9
Yeah right! that dude is blonde and
looks RUSSIAN! He would have
been killed for buying American
in the late 1970's! Unless it
says his name is IVAN STANG
underneath the caption he is not
our leader whom some say have
seen and say is still alive. I know
propaganda when I see it!!
Rev-Sci-Fi-entist KrustyMADfaker
"1980's sh*t! Pump up the volume!!!
Stick Live Aid wrist bands to the
equation! Q-Bert not included!!"
Posted by:: purple
Date: Tue, 29 Mar 2005 12:15:54 -0500
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Well, they got the year wrong. Dug graduated around 1973... according to my
shredded FBI files.
The Great Bob Dobbs
On 3/29/05 9:56 AM, in article
1112108183.147829.47420@g14g2000cwa.googlegroups.com, "krustymadfaker"
wrote:
> HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer wrote:
>
>> http://tinyurl.com/5a4r9
>
> Yeah right! that dude is blonde and
> looks RUSSIAN! He would have
> been killed for buying American
> in the late 1970's! Unless it
> says his name is IVAN STANG
> underneath the caption he is not
> our leader whom some say have
> seen and say is still alive. I know
> propaganda when I see it!!
>
> Rev-Sci-Fi-entist KrustyMADfaker
> "1980's sh*t! Pump up the volume!!!
> Stick Live Aid wrist bands to the
> equation! Q-Bert not included!!"
>
Posted by:: Legume
Date: Tue, 29 Mar 2005 13:17:00 -0600
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krustymadfaker wrote:
>that dude is blonde and
> looks RUSSIAN!
You should never have posted that. Now I have to come to your house. The
bloodline must be protected.
---
Legume
Posted by:: "frater S.O.D.D.I."
Date: 29 Mar 2005 07:59:17 -0800
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HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer wrote:
> http://tinyurl.com/5a4r9
No!
Please make it go away!
Bad scary mans.
Posted by:: "Rev. Richard Skull"
Date: 29 Mar 2005 15:18:59 -0800
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1977? I thought Stang was older then that.
That puts him about the same age as me. I graduated in 1978.
Posted by:: "Rev Chain Smerker"
Date: Wed, 30 Mar 2005 10:08:29 GMT
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"HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer" wrote in
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> http://tinyurl.com/5a4r9
This cant be serious, who the fuck would..I mean..., people are weird
Posted by:: HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer
Date: Wed, 30 Mar 2005 08:13:33 -0600
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On Wed, 30 Mar 2005 10:08:29 GMT, "Rev Chain Smerker"
wrote:
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>"HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer" wrote in
>message news:f2ni419si33qq4vi9r0454j2hrmqmevira@4ax.com...
>> http://tinyurl.com/5a4r9
>
>This cant be serious, who the fuck would..I mean..., people are weird
>
It's serious, I checked out the person's other 'offerings'. Similar
ephemera featuring other people of note.
I'm just as disappointed about people as you.
If that was REALLY the yearbook picture of Rev. Stang, not that that
young man isn't attractive, the bidding would start at $1,000, at
least, and be purchased for an outrageous sum by an on-line casino for
it's offbeat religious relics/good luck charms collection.
Posted by:: "Rev. Ivan Stang"
Date: Wed, 30 Mar 2005 09:56:52 -0500
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In article , HdMrs. Salacia
the Overseer wrote:
> http://tinyurl.com/5a4r9
I wonder if that poor bastard's name is/was Doug Smith. There were only
24 of them in Dallas that I knew of from checking the phone book.
I hope the industrious seller gets a SHITLOAD for this hoax!
I graduated in 1971 from St. Mark's School of Texas, same place that H.
Ross Perot's kids went to, in fact the campus is down Preston Road from
H. Ross Perot's house. Private BOYS' SCHOOL, very hoighty-toighty. We
had to wear ties, and instead of a principal we had a headmaster. It
was an Episcopalian school and until my junior year everybody had to go
to chapel for a sermon and hymns every fucking morning. I would
guestimate that about a quarter of the kids were Jewish. It was
definitely a rich-kids' ivory-tower prep school, one of the most
expensive in Texas, and I was thrown in with people from the Bass
family, the Perots and DeGolyers and so forth. Many of those kids were
weird and fucked up in ways that only rich people can afford to be.
Others were like perfect angelic super-beings.
I was on a scholarship, on account of I was an award winning filmmaker
as a young teen. I didn't fit in. I was not from a rich family.
Although my dad was technically a Harvard-educated lawyer, he was a
labor lawyer and didn't make tons of money. Prior to that school, my
lifestyle had been more like something out of Gummo or maybe The Little
Rascals. My dad was from a tiny town in South Carolina and I had grown
up in a redneck Baptist neighborhood in Fort Worth. I was like Little
Big Man, who grew up among the "savages" but was then tutored in polite
society only to find it equally savage, or worse. Or like Tarzan. In
fact Thomas Berger's Little Big Man is one of my favorite books because
I identified with the main character so much, being transfered from one
culture to another. (After the prep school, by WEIRD CHANCE, I ended up
living amidst MODERN DAY LAKOTA INDIAN culture too.)
One of the other St. Marks scholarship "poor kids" that I hung out with
was Monte Dhooge, aka Dr. X, the only one of my old school chums who
was part of the SubGenius church later. (SubGenius SCARED or
EMBARRASSED most of my other classmates; no-account sell-outs mostly
grew up to be lawyers working for their dads anyway.) Dr. X was
standing there the first time I heard the word "SubGenius." He died of
drink, but before that he made a film about "Bob" (starring Philo) that
was never finished. I have the footage though.
I posted my real yearbook page to a.b.s. years ago. The photo is on
SubSITE somewhere. I'm wearing no glasses and holding a clay CYCLOPS
HEAD with its tongue hanging out, and I look YOUNG and CUTE. I was
voted weirdest in my class, which I practically campaigned for. There
are references in the yearbook blurb to my non-use of drugs, one of the
things I was considered weird for. For my signature on the page. I drew
a rock talking in Martian. I did not score with chicks very well,
probably because I tried too hard.
However, EVERYBODY that went to Lake Highlands was a TOTAL PUSSY, like
the nerd in that eBay photo. I never went to Lake Highlands. Fuckin'
Lake Highlands SUCKS. Their team sucked even though they ALWAYS beat
the St. Marks team.
St. Mark's was actually probably better than most COLLEGES as far as
academics went. (Dunno about today.) One of the best things about that
school was that during the time I was there, all 4 of my high school
years, instead of being in any team sports at all, I was involved in a
SURVIVALIST GROUP that was entirely student-run and planned, based
roughly on the Outward Bound program. We were called The Searchers.
This ever-morphing program included both urban and nature survival. One
of our field trips was to whorehouses in Acuna, Mexico, to give you
some idea of the breadth of this educational adventure. I got to do
some really cool stuff instead of jock sports crap. That's where I
skinned rabbits and did rock climbing and sat in a hole in the woods
for 3 days.
That was the GOOD part of that strange elitist school. The small group
of elitist survivalists WEIRDOS within the elitist SCHOOL OF WEIRDOS.
The BAAAD part was that there were NO FEMALE STUDENTS, thus any of the
few female teachers, even mature plumpers, became prime fantasy-bait.
In order to meet girls I was forced to hang out with the THEATER CLUB
(!!!), and to attend anthropology classes at a "sister school," the
even more ivory-tower (and Pinker) girls' school, Hockaday.
Yes, I dated Hockaday girls. The best looking one was named Connie.
Greek-American. The nicest was Emilie Aronson, who later became a folk
singer. God what knockers. Unique skull shape. However the girl I
married I met at the theater group, and she was from the public school
in the same neighborhood I lived in, Richardson. The girl I MOST WANTED
TO FUCK, I never got to fuck, but subsequent developments later proved
me ONE LUCKY SON OF A BITCH in that respect.
The woman I'm now consort to, Princess Wei, was a Jew who went to an
all-girls Catholic school run by NUNS! So she's like Big Little Woman.
After I left St. Marks the morning assembly changed from religious
to... guest lectures. I was invited to speak there twice in the '80s.
What I said the second time to the student body was considered so
terrible that the kid who invited me was almost expelled. I think what
they objected to was when I said the kids shouldn't hate St. Mark's
because it's an unreal ivory tower refuge for the sheltered children of
the rich, that part's actually kind of GOOD; the reason they should
hate it was because there's NO GIRLS.
St. Mark's had a huge library, and I knew where every female titty shot
or even bathing suit picture was to be found in that whole building.
After St. Mark's, my next brush with the super-rich came when I
moonlighted by shooting videos of rich person debitante balls and
weddings -- hired by my older school chum WHO LATER ORGANIZED VAST
HOLLYWOOD ORGIES. I was a techno-servant to the rich then, and
occasionally when some rich idiot would invest in a shitty horror movie
which my then-boss would direct. I got to observe them at their very
drunkest and most egotistical. I got to watch whole rooms full of
idiotic coke-snorting Fort Worth millionairres who all thought they
were gonna be hot-shot movie producers. (Sample product: "Poor White
Trash Part Two.")
In 25 years the Church of the SubGenius only attracted two super-rich
idiots that I know of, and they were REALLY TRULY IDIOTS.
If I know anybody who is rich now, they are doing a damn good job of
hiding it.
But no, that's not me in that picture. The seller has some nerve. The
real guy in that Lake Highlands yearbook should SUE him. But now the
dedicated SubGenius Trivia Collector can dig up the REAL yearbooks.
Also, if you ever detected any class envy in my spewings, now you know
where it might come from.
Actually if anybody can get me any HOCKADAY yearbooks from the 1969 to
1973 period, why, that'd be like relocating my old National Geographic
stash.
This month's National Geographic, incidentally, has some truly HOT
paintings of a little female Homo Florsiensis in peril.
--
The SubGenius Foundation, Inc.
(4th Stangian Orthodox MegaFisTemple Lodge of the Wrath of Dobbs Yeti,
Resurrected, Rev. Ivan Stang, prop.)
P.O. Box 181417, Cleveland, OH 44118 (fax 216-320-9528)
Dobbs-Approved Authorized Commercial Outreach of The Church of the SubGenius
SubSITE: http://www.subgenius.com PRABOB
Posted by:: "Revi Shankar"
Date: Wed, 30 Mar 2005 10:36:36 -0500
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"Rev. Ivan Stang" wrote
>
> I graduated in 1971 from St. Mark's School of Texas, same place that H.
> Ross Perot's kids went to, in fact the campus is down Preston Road from
> H. Ross Perot's house. Private BOYS' SCHOOL, very hoighty-toighty. We
Hey, quiet, everybody... An old person is telling a story!!!!
> I would
> guestimate that about a quarter of the kids were Jewish.
My sis lives in LA. She's a member of an Episcopal church that has a school.
Some time ago, I went to church with her, and noticed that there were people
in the pews wearing yarmulkes, for the same reason - to get their kids into
the school.
Posted by:: polar bear
Date: Wed, 30 Mar 2005 14:36:53 -0800
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In article <300320050956522815%stang@subgeniusNOSPUM.com>, "Rev. Ivan
Stang" wrote:
(After the prep school, by WEIRD CHANCE, I ended up
> living amidst MODERN DAY LAKOTA INDIAN culture too.)
>
Ahhhh......so I guess you know all about Lakota Prostate Formula then?
http://www.wisdombear.com/native_american_herbs.php
And while you're there, check out the other fine Wisdom Bear products.
pb
Posted by:: "krustymadfaker"
Date: 30 Mar 2005 15:53:10 -0800
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Legume wrote:
You should never have posted that. Now I have to come to your house.
The
bloodline must be protected.
>Cool! Actually it would be >an honor to be killed by >Legume. I just
request >that I get to eat Nenslo as >my last meal!!
Rev-Sci-Fi-entist KrustyMADfaker
"1980's sh*t! Pump up the volume!!! Stick Live Aid wrist bands to the
equation! Q-Bert not included!!"
"This is the most uncomfortable coffin I've ever been in."
-Bela Lugosi