>> shut up, Nenslo.

>> ICEKNIFE, the kind of person who warned you about your mother...

>> SUCK FOR FUN AND PROFIT! SASE & $2 TO; PO.BOX 140306 DALLAS TX 75214

No, *you* shut up. I am currently mindraping you with my zillion brains and homing beacon devices, and putting all your slack in the garbage. Then since you have no will-power or creative thought possibilities left, you gladly agree to be facially raped by a "Neo-Otyugh" because I convinced you it was performance art. But then you realize your mistake .03 seconds too late to stop it from being broadcasted on CNN. Then all your friends, even the most shameless ones, are so dissapointed and ashamed of you that they turn themselves in to the Occupation forces which process their wasted, despairing souls as chewing gum for teens. You see your friends being mashed to pulps constantly by po'buckers everywhere. Then you notice your mother, who has been driven into thinking she is a poodle, and now runs around and pisses on the ground, claws off her clothing in public and eats her own shit, sticks her pussy in the faces of japanese businessmen in order to entice them into fucking her with giant drills during lunch break. Then Bob Barker, pleased by the lovely antics of your once loving mother and the personal associations with his name, awards you publicly with the fabulous prize of an iron mask which never comes off and has remote controlled metal penis devices which force themselves down your nostrils and throat whenever he feels perverse. Often you away in the middle of the night choking on machine dick to find that you are again being broadcasted and the whole world is laughing. He always turns it off when you lose consciousness, but sometimes he then breaks into your house to steal fingers and toes off of your body. -Clitoressa