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Pastimes : Let's Talk About Our Feelings!!! -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Jane Hafker who wrote (18371)	3/14/1998 2:52:00 PM
From: Smells Like Tuna	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 108807

In our Tunati Kingdom, it is not biologically natural for males to write a post such as Gray's "Onward Christian Soldiers". We have therefore made it illegal. Have you visited amongst the Tunati? "Surely no man could so perfectly ape one unless they were." Tunati legislature has ordained, too, that no male may ape a female unless they are a woman. But then they are not a man. To avoid moral confusion, it has been decreed that males wishing to ape females must become one; so then they are. Hafker of the Umans is rightly familiar with our culture. "I will repost this on Ask God where it belongs. Like I said, such dribble as yours can go on there for years and sweet, loving, patient Christians will continue to treat you with common respect,... ...I will put you back over there where you belong, until you at least give us the sex you were given at birth per your certificate." Yet again is the parallelism. In the Tunati Kingdom, many proclaim the sweet, the loving, the patience and then decide where the alternate view belongs. The SuperiorKnowledge&#153 knows. And upon the revelation of the sex of the view, then it may come back to its original place. It is of prime importance. The sex is. Your wisdom and understanding has shown, Hafkar of Umans, that you belong with us. At the bottome of the Tunati sea. We accept you with open arms. We shall send the Lobsters of Diplomacy to meet you at your earliest convenience. Come meet your Density. <gulp>