From: fuck!@fuck.com (I used to be a sailor, but now I'm just lor)
Newsgroups: alt.slack
Subject: Happy Easter, Son! (was Re: Me so Hongry)
Date: 16 Apr 92 07:25:18 GMT
Article-I.D.: uflorida.35136
Reply-To: root@uunet.uu.net
Followup-To: alt.baking

Organization: the DESK of the BOB 9000 Series Computer
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Let's see now.

Talking with Chairman Mao the other day, he wants to drop "Acid" again so he
can go visit some dead relatives.  Thank whoever for police brutality.  Man,
I love that skirt, you've got beautiful legs and you should show them more
often.  Forsooth, someone approacheth.  Well, I told him that but he doesn't
want to find the Lord.  AND EVEN MORE.  Once again, please go out in an orderly
fashion and keep silent.  Then the hockey stick hit my face and the next thing
I knew I was lying on the ground with my nose busted.  It was a pleasant thing,
I liked it.  She hurt me, but I keep going back and I don't understand why.
It's just that this particular group of people is ready, at any time, to do
ANY bidding for the Joint Chiefs, and I for one would not want to be on their
bad side when it's time for the axe to come down.  Militant Liberals and
Terrorist Anarchists with their Communist Manifestoes and their idle threats,
they're the ones that are destroying our precious country son, not me.  I wanted
to fuck her so bad I just picked her up onto the pool table, tore off her 
panties and whipped my dick out and fucked her right there on the table and at
the time, it really didn't feel like rape, it just felt like sex.  The bottom
line was the junk, I only lived, I only pulled tricks to get money for more
junk.  It was an up time in my life at the time, I didn't think I would ever
lose the prestige.  We will not kill if we are not forced to.  Take it into
your mouth.  Birth, Life, Reproduction and Death; that's the cycle we follow
and we could just about discard mention on the word 'life' since all life is
geared toward reproduction anyway.  But I'm not just talking about mutating,
I'm talking about perpetuation, an idea that continues and continues and
so manifests itself that there seems no other option except it's own survival.
It's quite common today, actually, to talk of computer viruses that contain
destructive coding, and it's also quite common to talk about the code they
use for replication.  Fucking is just another way that we can die now.  Jesus
Christ, I said, what's next, you put it in and your dick explodes?  AAIiih-h-g
ghghghheeeeeeeee!  That's why we were in Vietnam, to help the Vietnamese.
Freedom of Assembly versus Freedom of Choice is what this has come down to,
how can I judge which is more important, Margaret?  I couldn't help feeling
like a chess piece being moved around by someone else who was going to use
me in a great sacrifice in order to dominate the other guy and topple his
king, you know what I mean?  It was a festival, after all, and besides the
dumb bitch told me not five minutes earlier that she wanted to screw me, it's
not like I was gonna say no.  He spoke to everybody in the crowd, and he
shouted it, "YOU ARE A GOD!", and they all laughed at him and scoffed him
because they already knew who God was.  Hey, man, it doesn't get any better
than this.  When you help the shephard, you help the flock.  I heard her
screaming 'Oh my God, Oh my God' and by the time I was in the stairwell I
heard the shot.  Man, I ain't never had a better piece of ass than that bitch.
You have the right to remain silent (UGH).