From: "Chain Smerker the Liberated" <michael@subgenious.com>
Newsgroups: alt.slack
Date: Tue, Jul 7, 2009 8:49 PM
Wow! what a interesting few days that was, my flight
got back last night and
I crashed the second I got home.
Bruswood seemed smaller then what I expected and what
was the deal with the
cop cars? I thought it was a private function, stupidy
I threw away my frop
sticks when I saw the cop car and some twat removed
them from behind the
tree and I never saw them again.
The weather was attrocious! What ever happened to summer?
I think next year
all activities should be indoors, and guys and gals,
please LEARN how to
use the toilets properly, your shit goes IN THE BOWL
and you don't need a
full roll of toilet paper for every bowell movement.
I also learn't a valuble lesson. Wearing wet socks to
bed is not the
smartest thing to do.
I still can't believe what that blonde chick done, she
had to ruin it for
everyone, I hope I never see her again. Apart from her
everyone else seemed
nice enough, I spent probably 7 hours talking to that
slightly overweight
balding guy after the amino acid spectaclar but I cant
remember his name.
Rev. Stang seemed smaller in person and deafer, I didn't
bother trying to
hold a conversation with him, not that I really could
after that guy handed
me the you know what.
Dr Hal was entertaining as usual and that dead deer
was SICK. IT WAS NOT
FUNNY. ENTRAILS SPREAD OVER MY TENT WAS NOT A FUNNY
JOKE YOU SICK BASTADS.
Meeting legume was a umm experiance. Talk about a personality
disorder, he
seemed nice enough, at first, until that incident with
that other guy
wearing those panties on his head. And that blow up
Doc Martian doll was
WRONG.
Despite the weather, that blonde chick, the unconcious
naked guy and the
forced shaving it was a fun time but whoever STOLE MY
POP TARTS remember
this, KARMA IS A BITCH. Next year I am going to leave
inviting food laced
with laxatives in my tent.
And you people need to intermingle a bit more, it was
like 10 different
camps of people just yaking away and gorging themselves,
oh and the hot dogs
were something else!
All in all It was ok I guess.
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From: Zapanaz <http://joecosby.com/code/mail.pl?foo=@mindspring.com>
On Tue, 7 Jul 2009 18:12:33 -0700 (PDT), "Popess
Pantiara Evokovitch,
BAYBEE!" <pantiara@gmail.com> wrote:
>> >Oh right, so Bruswood ID...OH! BRUSHWOOD.
not Bruswood, duh.
>>
>> >Dang travel agent.
>>
>> wait so you were at ANOTHER X-day? YOU FOUND
ALL OF THEIR CLONES!
>
>From the way he described his trip, I thought he
went to a place
>called Bruisedwood, Idaho.
Humiliation capitol of the mid-west! A fine vacation
spot if the
whip-cracks don't keep you up all night!
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Customer Support Specialist
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Allow the power of the soul to grow as flagrant as the
power of sex.
- Cocteau
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Subject: Re: My X-Day report
From: just john <teuy13002@sneakemail.com>
Zapanaz wrote:
> On Wed, 08 Jul 2009 01:16:05 GMT, "Chain Smerker
the Liberated"
> <michael@subgenious.com> wrote:
>
>> "Zapanaz" <http://joecosby.com/code/mail.pl?foo=@mindspring.com>
wrote in
>>
>>> wait so you were at ANOTHER X-day? YOU
FOUND ALL OF THEIR CLONES!
>> Hmm
>>
>> That would explain alot. But I didn't see MY
clone so..hmm.
>>
>> This is too confusing.
>>
>>
>>
>
> You never see your own clone, not until he SPRINGS.
If he's prone to SPRINGING, he's probably not my clone.
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