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Pastimes : The Anti-Bald Man from Mars Portfolio -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?


To: fiberman who wrote (218)8/19/1998 10:35:00 AM
From: Denice  Respond to of 386
 
No, Baldy is alive and well. I would feel it in my bones if'n he was gone. He shall return. The question is when????????

Denice

Boy, you men give up easily



To: fiberman who wrote (218)8/19/1998 11:08:00 AM
From: HORSESHOUTER  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 386
 
He has gone to that great Hair Transplantation
Clinic in the sky!



To: fiberman who wrote (218)8/19/1998 3:48:00 PM
From: Bald Man from Mars  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 386
 
<< Baldy will live in our hearts forever. He is gone for good. Finally all of
that spicy Mexican food & the Taco Bell Gorditas got to him. His remains
were beamed back to Mars. This is my last post on this thread. I
officially declare this thread DEAD!!!!!! Peace be with you all.

And that is the way it is!!!

Baldy's loser cousin,

"Preparation-H" Man>>

Fiberman:
I need your help, desperately ...
First, the rumor of my expiration is greatly exaggerated.
Second, can you send me some deniro, right now, because I am in
a real tight situation, I will explain to you later, but I need
to get a ticket out of town, as soon as possible.
Last week, some guy knocked on my door and I thought it is you,
I opened my door, and then I saw this dude dressed like a ninja
with this oriental weapon, I think they called it nun-chuck
(the thing that Bruce Lee use), and before he said anything, he
started to beat the 'carp' out of the Bald Man, he keeped on
mentioning that he is teaching me a lesson about returning some
damn margin call, I think my broker sold my account to this underground oriental mob figure, I was lying on the ground
motionless for days, I was hurt terribly, they yanked out some
of my teeth, and one of my eyeball just fell out of the socket,
even now, whenever I cough, it is pop out and I have to pick it
back up, wash it, and pop it back into the socket. Cousin, I
don't think you would recognize me any more. They asked me if
I am going to repay the dough, I said I really have nothing,
and he asked me for my relatives, so I gave him your name, so
cousin, you better watch out if someone knock on the door ...
But, you know what, the strange thing is, I have a couple of
thousand bucks tucked under my wig, and he did not take it when
he left, which leads me to believe he might not come to get my
money, I think my affection for Denice might have a lot to do with
my beating. There are so many people who would long to be with
Denice but do not have the guts to say it in public, and these
people really hates me because I have expressed in public my
love for her, so may be someone hired this ninja to beat the
'carp' out of me but try to divert my attention by mentioning
the margin call ...
I am sore and all beat up, cousin, do you think I can hide over
at your place for awhile, please send me an immediate response.