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Pastimes : The Death Threat Thread

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To: jhild who wrote (31)6/23/1998 1:47:00 PM
From: Janice Shell  Read Replies (1) of 408
 
By talking with them at length, maybe we can learn more about their
species.


I really doubt that. But for the sake of completeness, I don't believe I posted my own "Emmit Smith" threats here:

To: Janice Shell
From: Emmitt Smith
Sunday, Jun 21 1998 4:36PM ET

I have just been given the ball by our quarterback Joseph Balls. This is the game plan. We will start on our own 20 yard line and continue to run the ball down the field. Just when you least expect it, our quarterback will throw the bomb towards your side of the field. Now, I want tell you when you can expect the bomb, but in due time it is coming towards you.

You are a very experienced cornerback I here. Smart one also. I have come to this conclusion by looking that you have posted 13,000 + times on SI thread. Where else can someone find that type of enjoyment in their life and only spend $125.00 for lifetime pass.

Goodbye Janice! Mi amore

To: Janice Shell
From: Emmitt Smith
Sunday, Jun 21 1998 4:45PM ET

She's in love with hereself, she likes the dark
on her milk white neck, the devil's mark
now it's all hollow's eve, the moon is full
will she trick or treat, i bet she will (SHE WILL!!!!!!!!)
she's got a date at midnight, with nosferotu
oh baby, lily munster, ain't got no-thing on you
well when i called here evil, she just laughed
now put that spell on me-e, boo witch craft

Well you want to go out, cuz it's rainin and blowin
you can't go out, cuz your roots are showin
dye em black, dye em black
Black black black black number one
black black black black number one
Little wolf skin boots, and clove cigerettes
an erotic funeral, for which she's dressed
her perfume smells like, burning leaves
everyday, is holloween

Loving you, loving you, love love loving you, is like loving the dead
loving you was like loving the dead, loving you was like loving the dead loving you was like
loving the dead. was like loving the dead
was like loving the dead, was like loving the dead
Loving you, loving you, love love loving you, is like loving the dead was like fucking the dead
loving you was like loving the dead, loving you was like loving the dead
loving you was like loving the dead, was like loving the dead
was like loving the dead, was like loving the dead.
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