Foxey,
I think all of you are conspiring to get me back to SI. All the PMs and email contain a common thought which I could not fail to notice...
From Druss
Lee,
You rotten SOB, send money....
From Nasty
Lee,
You rotten SOB.....
Sherry entered here heartfelt plea, also...
Lee,
Die, you rotten SOB.....
Kasha was not unmoved by my absence...
Lee,
You rotten SOB, may all your orgasms turn to stone....
Reb was effusive in his praise....
Lee,
You rotten SOB, if you weren't a Southerner, you wouldn't have a single redeeming characteristic....
Solon, being a little more literary, had flights of prose...
Lee,
You rotten SOB, you are a blight on the face of humanity. Nay, I say that your existence is a blight on the face of the planet - regardless of genus. I would not hesitate to say that you are a probable blight on the universe......
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What can I say to such rampant emotionalism? It is touching.
I is what I is,
lee(the hick) |
