HDTenEightyP/NetNews huggingface dataset:
From: ajm@wag.caltech.edu (Abner J. Mintz)
Subject: Re: GETTING FED IN FRANCE
Organization: California Institute of Technology, Pasadena, CA
Date: Sat, 22 Aug 1992 08:06:42 GMT

Gregory NOWAK writes:

>Welcome to French Chef School! I am your instructor, Pierre
>Chaiselounge! It's now time for Lesson One, Buying Food in France!
>Food shopping in France is unlike what you may be used to in the
>inferior countries you come from. There is a wide variety of food
>available, from the ridiculously expensive to the unbelievably putrid.

Not to mention, the corner bakeries refuse to serve you unless you call the
food by its properly pronounced name.  Pointing to what you want won't work,
nor will garbled americanized French.  They just ignore you.  
       
>At the hypermarche', you
>can buy everything from pate' de foie gras to raw timber, and wheel it
>all up to the same checkout lane...

Different consistency, similar taste.

>But REAL French food shopping is done in the street markets.
>while berets are worn only by french men over eighty and american
>tourists thinking they are cool, the street markets do exist and are
>the main source of sustenance for the urban French person. 

And anything thrown into the large trash bins at the end of each street is
collected and served in expensive restaurants to American tourists by
sneering waiters.

>push on, clearing a path for yourself with the shill -- with the Irish
>club thing, and inspect the individual stalls...

Note for well-heeled travelers: if you do not wear ratty clothes as protective
coloration, you're in trouble.  The real reason for those stupid berets is
so pickpockets (and worse) can find you in a crowd.  Get bodyguards, preferably
English ones (Englishmen are to Frenchmen as terriers are to rats.)

>WHAT ARE YOU DOING??? DON'T TOUCH THAT PEACH!!!

Never touch someone who's French at all; it might be communicable.  For extra
safety, don't touch anything that they've touched.  Best of all, stay out
of France entirely.

As for the stuff in the markets, the neatness is there to deceive you into 
thinking that the vegetables have been treated in a manner even romotely
similar to hygenic.

>e.g., 'Franciscan peaches', or 'Kenyan string beans'. Once you've made
>your selection, try to catch the attention of one of the fruitsellers,
>and tell him what you want. Now, since the blackboards face the
>public, he has no idea what is written on them, and knows his products
>only by a special set of code words which are never written down. You
>are reduced to pointing to what you want, and of course he goes to the
>wrong pile. Once the fruit is in the paper bag, it is too late; you
>have to pay for it -- you lose. Fun, non?

This is an obvious variant of the game the bakers play, ignore-the-pointer.

>greg, yes, this stuff all really happened at one time or another...

I lived for a year in France.  (Paris, to be exact.)  My happiest memory is
when we bought some trout at a trout farm, and went out into the countryside
for a picnic.  The trout were bad, we all got food poisoning, but it was
more pleasant than being in Paris.
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From: heim@vms.macc.wisc.edu (JOHN HEIM	)
Subject: Re: I LOVE GERMANY
Organization:  University of Wisconsin Academic Computing Center
Date: 13 AUG 92 08:31:51    

In article <1992Aug13.111846.19746@dscomsf.desy.de>, poser@vxdsyc.desy.de (Till Poser) writes...

>In article <904m+rg.rdc@netcom.com>, 
>rdc@netcom.com (Roger David Carasso) writes:
> 
>Ach du liebs Herrgoettle von Bieberach!
> 
>CARASSO has come to town!
> 
>Ok, Kinder, spart Euch Flames und vorsichtig-freundliche Erziehungsversuche,
>hier ein Versuch, das Phaenomen CARASSO einzuordnen:
> 
> <1992Jul11.145606.7154@dscomsf.desy.de>:
>}In article <ga12930@pro-haven.cts.com>, hman@pro-haven.cts.com
>}(Heath Allyn) writes:
> 
>}|> I don't mean to be an idiot or anything, but WHAT THE HELL IS CARASSO?
>}|> If I had the time to go back and read the thousands of messages ive missed
>}|>I would!
> 
>}CARASSO is GOD OVER ALL!
> 
>}CARASSO is what is left in Your espresso cup after You've emptied it.
> 
>}CARASSO is the GREEN MOLD FROM HELL that invades the comestibles in Your }Fridge.
> 
>}CARASSO is the livid cancre on Your primary sexual organs.
> 
>}CARASSO is the baiter of newbies, the trapper of twerps, the delver for dweebs.
> 
>}CARASSO is the molester of maidens, harrasser of hindus, insulter of Islam.
> 
>}CARASSO is the plenipotent perpetrator of prurient perversions.
> 
>}CARASSO is the pillock of talk.bizarre.
> 
>}CARASSO in not GOOLEY.
> 
> 
>}ALL HAIL CARASSO, GOD OVER ALL.
> 
>}[newbie information service]
> 
>Wer sonst noch Fragen hat, moege sich doch bitte mal in alt.wanted.moslem.gay
>umschauen, um zu sehen was passiert, wenn man ihn ernst zu nehmen versucht. 
> 
>Den Followup habe ich bester CARASSO-Tradition umgesetzt, also Vorsicht!
> 
>       Till Poser         Internet: poser@vxdsyc.desy.de
>-F35- ZEUS DESY/Freiburg  Bitnet:   POSER@DESYVAX
>bldg.1b-235, Notkestr.85  Hepnet:   VXDESY::POSER (13313::Poser)
>   D-2000 Hamburg 52      Tel.: -49-40-8998-2004

This is my favorite post OF ALL TIME!!! :-D~ (Laughing 'till drool runs 
down my chin.  Appetizing thought, huh?)

John G. Heim                                 Email:  heim@macc.wisc.edu

"If there's something wrong with the computer, it's sophisticated diagnostics 
will notify you of the situation by assuming an appearance that, for the most
part, is dark and lifeless." - The Adventures of Lone Wolf Scientific
From: rigler@galileo.ifa.hawaii.edu (Michael A. Rigler)
Subject: A New Color
Organization: Ministry of Marqaha
Date: Sun, 16 Aug 1992 21:12:07 GMT

My eyes slip skyward, drawn by the scream of an artic tern.  A black
form wheeling downwards.  Going nowhere.  Lost, once again, on the 
horizon.

The horizon.

For forty days I have gazed at the horizon in silent contemplation.

For forty days the colors of my world have been grey, white and black. 
These are the only colors known to me.  If I see another, I don't know 
how I will react.  A new color.  I want to see a new color.  

I know what I have to do.  My hands are frozen to the tiller.  Grit-
ting my teeth, I snap them free with a sickly tearing and hold them up, 
searchingly, but no blood wells up from the grey flesh.  My fingers feel 
stiff and broken when I try to bend them, and a mild sense of panic stirs
me.  But I regain my composure.  It was only a reflex.  Nothing is wrong
and nothing ever was wrong.  And there is no hurry.  Not anymore.

I use my knife to saw through the brittle rope which binds me to the 
mast at my back, and lurch free.  The men of my crew glare up at me as
I step over them.  "Why did you bring us here?"  I find their black eyes 
striking, much more so than in life.  Though compelled to answer them, 
the frost on my beard keeps me from saying what I want to say.  I cont-
inue forward.

The prow has been claimed by two wandering winter floes -- trapped in
their embrace.  I pick my way over an upthrust of splintered tangled 
beams to stand on the ice with my clumsy sea legs.  Behind me an endless 
black sea, her dark depths beckoning; before me an pale land of endless 
day, offering nothing.  For once in my life, I choose nothing, and stride
off inland without looking back.  (Not because of the eyes.  It's because
I once loved her, you see.)

My ship I mean, and I still do.  She was the first...the first.  But then 
there was another...

After a mile or so I decide that maybe I don't need a new color after all.  
A large white bear has been pacing me, and I find my path blocked by a 
crevasse.  As I lower myself to sit on a ledge, the bear approaches to within 
ten feet and wrinkles its nose expectantly.  It appears gaunt and diseased, 
like me, and it coughs out a sparkling breath.  My thoughts turn inward again.

Finally, my lips crack open, and I manage a harsh and alien croak.  "I am 
the last man on Earth."   But the bear has already departed.

I take up my knife and go to work.  After a few moments, I set my heart
down beside me on the ledge and pat it gently.  It obliges me by producing
a sluggish black-red stream, which flows for a while....and stops. 

I don't need it any more.  It's frozen anyway.


--
Rigler            "If what you say about Mr Carasso is true then maybe the 
                   Shiah should put a death sentence on him (half joking) 
                   and leave Salman Rusdie alone."        -- Colin Dawkins
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From: aaron@space.ualberta.ca (Aaron Humphrey)
Subject: From _Over 2000 Place Names of Alberta_
Reply-To: aaron@space.ualberta.ca
Organization: University Of Alberta, Edmonton Canada
X-Newsreader: Tin 1.1 PL4
Date: Thu, 13 Aug 1992 04:17:42 GMT

CLIMAX, mountain(8,500 feet) and creek
   So named because the peak is the summit of a long ridge.

--
---Alfvaen(a.k.a. Aaron V. Humphrey)
"So you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts
 what's so amazing about really deep thoughts"
Current Album--Tori Amos:Little Earthquakes
Current Read--Henry David Thoreau:Walden and Other Writings
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From: rwd4f@poe.acc.Virginia.EDU (Rob Dobson)
Subject: Rictus Hep Disrupts a Presidential Press Conference
Organization: University of Virginia
Distribution: na
Date: Fri, 14 Aug 1992 15:48:56 GMT

He stands up and shouts 

READ MY LIPS, GEORGE. NO NEW MICROWAVE DINNERS!!!


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From: gypsy@alembic.acs.com (hippolyte)
Subject: Re: Death's Gender
Organization: the church of the latter-day polish amazons
Date: Sat, 15 Aug 1992 05:32:10 GMT

In article <1992Aug14.210323.28979@uwm.edu> markh@csd4.csd.uwm.edu (Hunk) writes:
>
>Death is a ravenous bisexual female who lusts for everyone.  No matter how
>hard you try, you will not be able to resiste her seductive powers.  You
>will eventually fall under her sway, and she will have complete power over
>you and will own your soul.  Then you will be one with her and her will shall
>forevermore reign supreme.
>
>You will fear the moment of conquest, and shudder as it draws near, but when
>you finally fall completely under her control, you will experience the most
>complete fulfillment you've ever known, as you finally meet your ultimate
>destiny as her subordinate.

how did HE get a copy of my resume?

m
-- 
"...at night they lurk outside the tall barrier staring with curious
 wild eyes into the flat field, feeling cheated." -- Beryl Markham
From: bc@apple.com (bill coderre)
Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
Subject: Honorary Usenet Wheenie Whiner Award
Date: 12 Aug 92 14:14:43 GMT
Organization: Apple Computer Inc, Cupertino, CA

* In July, Loren Bellrichard, 46, was sentenced to four
years in prison in Minneapolis for sending threatening
letters through the mails.  Prosecutors said
Bellrichard had written hundreds of offensive letters
to enemies,  including 125 to the sentencing judge.
Bellrichard said he had to write the letters so he
could be arrested and start an investigation of the
federal prison system.  (He promised to share his
findings with the government.) [Minneapolis Star-
Tribune, 8-1-92]

(from the Weird News feed)

mr HEINOUS
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From: gypsy@alembic.acs.com (hippolyte)
Subject: Re: is this a mid-life crisis?
Organization: the church of the latter-day polish amazons
Date: Fri, 21 Aug 1992 08:57:53 GMT

In article <oqme0g8@fido.asd.sgi.com> cj@sgi.com (C J Silverio) writes:
>---
>
>Am I having a mid-life crisis?  Aren't I too young for that?
>(I'm 26.)  Aren't middle-aged men the only ones who get to 
>have mid-life crises?

obviously, this is your subconscious trying
to tell you that you want to be a middle-aged
man.

m
-- 
"...at night they lurk outside the tall barrier staring with curious
 wild eyes into the flat field, feeling cheated." -- Beryl Markham
From: rone@girtab.usc.edu (Ron Echeverri)
Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
Subject: Re: dream analysis
Date: 12 Aug 1992 03:02:04 -0700
Organization: University of Southern California, Los Angeles, CA
NNTP-Posting-Host: girtab.usc.edu

In article <rozental.24.713518774@cc.und.ac.za> rozental@cc.und.ac.za (Nathan Rosentals) writes:
>In article <odbttkc@fido.asd.sgi.com> cj@eno.wpd.sgi.com (C J Silverio) writes:
>     [ dream stuff deleted .. ]
>Surely this belongs in alt.dreams ?

No it doesn't.  And stop calling cj Shirley.

5150
legare made me do it
From: mattb@ctron.com (Matt Brown)
Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
Subject: Re: rot13 word pairs
Date: 21 Aug 92 20:34:16 GMT
Reply-To: mattb@olympus.ctron.com (Matt Brown)
Organization: Cabletron Systems INc.

(S. Spencer Sun) writes:
>OK, this may take all the fun out of it, but in our 98,294-word
>/usr/dict/words at JvNC, nowhere/abjurer is the longest rot13 pair.
>Anyone have a bigger /usr/dict/words?

Oh shit no! A DICT-size war in the making.  Hide the children and furry pets!


Matt
compiling a list of profanity rot13'd.  Will post with pronunciation guide.
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From: john@lightning.mmm.ucar.edu (John J. Allison)
Subject: haiku binge
Organization: STORM Project Office, NCAR, Boulder
Date: Tue, 18 Aug 1992 22:03:58 GMT

i went to the store
i got some beets to eat yum
harvard sty-le beets
+
the rain came down hard
the glass jar was full of lard
i hate spaghetti
+
laughter filled the air
she moaned in the darkened room
no-one heard the screams
+
come downtown they said
too many hippies i said
thats too bad they said
+
smell one more flower
the people have the power
clean house and vote bush
+
the days are shorter
and the cold nights are longer
i miss dst
+
oh how i yearn for
her to hold me close to her
bosom which sparkles
+
delightful and gay
cheery and gleeful is she
yet types control k
+
oh my lovely girl
how your hair smells like ben-gay
don't think if it hurts
+
another today
another tomorrow may
i long for pickles
+
and yet, she said soft
i lick for love so strongly
my how she glistens
+
karianne i need
supple sensuous lovely
atoms splitting death
+
the time is coming
i go nowhere for instance
but the wolves footnote
+
i miss grade six at
plaza elementary
more than grade five
-- 
----\
-jja
From: mjd@saul.cis.upenn.edu ("[*] Neuromancer")
Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
Subject: RICTUS HEP SMOKES DOPE
Date: 15 Aug 92 19:15:38 GMT
Organization: Eaters of Wisdom


He uses green hickory chips for that farm-fresh taste.
--

                And for to see, and eke for to be seye
Mark-Jason Dominus 	  			    mjd@central.cis.upenn.edu 
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From: aaron@space.ualberta.ca (Aaron Humphrey)
Subject: Re: Haiku Challenge
Reply-To: aaron@space.ualberta.ca
Organization: University Of Alberta, Edmonton Canada
X-Newsreader: Tin 1.1 PL4
Date: Thu, 20 Aug 1992 17:10:53 GMT

dmccart@gomez.intel.com (D. J. McCarthy) writes:
: Joni Johnson (jjj@meteor.anu.edu.au) wrote:
: 
: > 100 bonus points to the person who can make a haiku from the following words:
: 
: > Geosynchronous
: > Antidefamatory
: > Mississippian
: 
: 
: 	Umm, I think you just did.

Yes, but that's not the >only< way to do it.  For instance

Mississippian
Antidefamatory
Geosynchronous

is also a haiku, as is

Antidefama-
tory Geosynchronous
Mississippian

--
---Alfvaen(a.k.a. Nysinra, rot13 Psycho)
"So you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts
 what's so amazing about really deep thoughts"  -- Tori Amos
Current Album--Moody Blues:The Other Side of Life
Current Read--Henry David Thoreau:Walden and Other Writings
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From: middle@cse.uta.edu (William J Middleton)
Subject: Re: Fuck Off[tm] - Help
Organization: Computer Science & Engineering, Univ. of Texas at Arlington
Date: Wed, 12 Aug 1992 22:21:13 GMT

In article <1992Aug12.125908.11074@walter.cray.com> nelson@eastrg1.cray.com (Christine Nelson) writes:
>
>now, i need some creative and detailed directions for the 
>aforementioned pustule.  any ideas?

i guess a good squeeze is out of the question.


-- 
bILL

 If you're ever around when someone dies, look up
 and wave.  They'll get a big kick out of it.  -  Woody Guthrie
From: sho@gibbs.physics.purdue.edu (Sho Kuwamoto)
Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
Subject: Re: The wages of Stupidity are Death
Date: 21 Aug 92 01:54:23 GMT
Organization: Purdue University Physics Department

dolan@noarlw.UUCP (Kent Paul Dolan) writes:
>Sho claims that smoking is self destructive, and that
>self-destructiveness is not equivalent to stupidity, and seeks thereby
>to counter my claim that smoking among the t.b crowd is stupidity.
>
>To which I must respond:
>[explains, once again, how dangerous smoking is.]  

Kent.  I've met you.  You seem extremely intelligent.  Do I
have to spell it out for you?  By saying what I did, I
wasn't trying to argue semantics.  I was trying to get rid
of the preachy tone of your version.

Example: Red meat is bad for your health.  

Statement 1: Anyone who eats red meat is stupid.
Statement 2: Red meat is bad for you.

"Ah," you say, "but the numbers are different!  Smoking
kills xyz people a year, while meat only kills pdq people a
year.  Besides, I *like* red meat."

Is it really so different?

I think smokers these days tend to be a little touchy.
People are no longer willing to put up with second hand
smoke (which is good) and are taking it out on the smokers
(which is bad).  A story someone once told me:

      He was sitting in the smoking section.  A group,
      unable to get a table in the non-smoking section
      without having to wait, sits in the smoking section.
      One of the men from the group comes over and demands
      that the cigarette be put out.  The smoker obliges.
      The man begins to brag to others at his table about
      what he did.

I think the attitude is this: I'm saving your life, pal.
You should kiss my feet for inconveniencing/insulting you.

Do you really want to save my life, or do you just want to
preach at me?  This is what I find insulting about your
comments, and this is, I think, what dominus was getting at.
In my article, I said that smoking was self-destructive.
There.  Simple.  It says that smoking is dangerous.  It
implies that it has no other rewards (you wouldn't call
hanggliding self-destructive, would you?).  But you aren't
happy with that statement.

>Ignoring information that can save ones life, [...]
>is stupidity.  No kinder term will do.

A man from Indiana once said that the reason people smoke is
that it is the only socially acceptable form of suicide.
Now, it's not even socially acceptable.  Smoking is second
only to abortion in its ability to attract bands of
moralistic pinheads who would have you believe that their
insults are meant, somehow, to help you.

-Sho
--
sho@physics.purdue.edu
From: gj@comlab.oxford.ac.uk (Craig Shergold)
Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
Subject: Re: I resolve...
Date: 17 Aug 92 11:31:58 GMT
Organization: The International Conspiracy for the Authentication of Tall Tales
X-Current-CD: Sehnsucht nach Florenz, Stefanie Werger


 )                              --Blair
(                                 "Where's my fucking broker?"

So that's what they call pimps in the colonies.  So inventive with language.  g
From: rone@alcor.usc.edu (Ron Echeverri)
Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
Subject: Re: Rictus Hep attempts suicide
Date: 16 Aug 1992 15:14:34 -0700
Organization: University of Southern California, Los Angeles, CA
NNTP-Posting-Host: alcor.usc.edu

In article <1992Aug16.144438.27713@nmrdc1.nmrdc.nnmc.navy.mil> dsc3jfs@nmrdc1.nmrdc.nnmc.navy.mil (Jim Small) writes:
>for a good time
>Email rkou@nunki.usc.edu
>Tell em rone@nunki.usc.edu  sent ya

for a good time
Email root@nmrdc1.nmrdc.nnmc.navy.mil
Tell em dsc3jfs@nmrdc1.nmrdc.nnmc.navy.mil  sent ya

5150
i love root
root is our friend
not
From: cj@eno.wpd.sgi.com (C J Silverio)
Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
Subject: ah, cable!
Date: 13 Aug 92 18:57:14 GMT
Reply-To: cj@sgi.com (C J Silverio)
Organization: SGI TechPubs

---
We got cable installed a couple of days ago.  The first thing
I watched was a re-run of Batman, with Liberace as guest villain.
It's likely that I won't ever change the channel away from
Nickolodeon.  But I did some channel surfing anyway before going 
to bed last night, just to see what else there was.

I hit a channel that was showing "The Maltese Falcon".  Colorized.  
Ulch!  Then I realized that it was dubbed into Spanish.  I
watched the scene where the Fat Man tells Sam Spade the history 
of the falcon, while waiting for him to fall unconscious.  The
dubbers made NO attempt at voice acting.  No Bogart lisp in
Spanish.  No rich ingratiating English accent for the Fat Man.

I didn't stick around to hear the voice they'd chosen for the
Peter Lorre part.  

---
c j silverio
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From: dwindera@cix.compulink.co.uk (Wavey Davey)
Subject: Carrasso                                
Cc: dwindera@cix.compulink.co.uk
Reply-To: dwindera@cix.compulink.co.uk
Date: Tue, 18 Aug 1992 19:48:21 +0000


Carrasso is an anagram of DEAD CUNT WITH A LARGE RED WIG



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                    -  There is only one Wavey Davey    -
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                    -      Ooh yeah, bang bang          -
                    -         Sex on Wheels             -
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                    -        51% MOTHERFUCKER           -
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From: heard@franklin.cc.utas.edu.au (George Heard (Laurie 8))
Subject: Blearh - was re:Toast
Organization: University of Tasmania, Australia.
Date: Fri, 14 Aug 1992 04:36:43 GMT

bhoughto@sedona.intel.com (Blair P. Houghton) writes:

>4stalling the po8 laure8?

>				--Blair
>				  "4!!!"

Right, that's it. A poem for Blair.

Typing, posting, almost scribbling
From his mouth you see it dribbling
One half-level wit up from diaper wetters
Is substituting numbers here for letters.

Do you think that it is fair?
That there be numbers to letters spare
I think that if you aren't care-
Ful you will be reduced to oxidation state -1, Blair.

Laurie 8 (Poet Laureate of Australia)

Laurie 8 <heard@franklin.cc.utas.edu.au> | Some Driveways are concrete
Theoretical Chemistry PhD student        | Some Driveways have bricks
University of Tasmania, Australia        | Other Driveways
Unashamed 70s man, glad to be glam.      | Have Pebble-Mix - Laurie 8         
Opinions expressed above are those not only of Laurie 8, but the whole world
Xref: sparky talk.bizarre:27005 alt.whine:656
From: rone@alcor.usc.edu (Ron Echeverri)
Newsgroups: talk.bizarre,alt.whine
Subject: t.b KILL file is the second door to the right, Mr. Heim (Was Re: annoyance)
Date: 21 Aug 92 21:06:13 GMT
Organization: University of Southern California, Los Angeles, CA
NNTP-Posting-Host: alcor.usc.edu

In article <oruahik@fido.asd.sgi.com> cj@sgi.com writes:
>/HEIM@/h:j

No fair.  I wanted to do it first.

5150
whyyyyy does cj aaaaaalways get to killfile fiiiiiirst
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From: kontos@clipper.ingr.com (Thorne Kontos)
Newsgroups: talk.bizarre,alt.politics.bush
Subject: Tactical nuclear weapon wanted
Keywords: Target: Republican National Convention
Date: 19 Aug 92 02:55:28 GMT
Distribution: na
Organization: Intergraph Advanced Processor Division - Palo Alto, CA


     Having watched some of the glorious spew of the Republican party,
and then having read the evening's paper, the obvious choice should
be for the GOP to burnintheeverlastingholycleansingflameofaonekiloton
atomicexplosion. 

               The king (George) is dead. Long live the king(Elvis).

When you enter that voting booth in November, just repeat the following
phrase to yourself until it sinks in...

                President Quayle...President Quayle

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