From: jjd1@cbnewsg.cb.att.com (james.j.dutton)
Newsgroups: rec.motorcycles,soc.singles
Subject: Re: new bike .vs. vasectomy
Date: 3 Sep 92 18:31:27 GMT
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Organization: AT&T

In article <25511@castle.ed.ac.uk> cam@castle.ed.ac.uk (Chris Malcolm) writes:
>In article <2356@devnull.mpd.tandem.com> joe@mpd.tandem.com raves:
>
>>a couple of items from the original provide quite a bit of insight
>>into this mans situation. 
>>    1) "the money she gave him"
>>    2) "supposed to use for a vasectomy"
>>    3) "called up" the public radio station
>>
>> ... manipulative, controlling, insensitve woman ... insult to human
>>beings .... "give him money" to have his body
>>mutilated ... abusive ... needs to control his day to day 
>>financial actions ... a terribly
>>disturbed and paranoid woman .... constantly reaffirm her control
>
>Wow! I sure would hate to meet your mother! There is NOTHING in your
>points 1-3 which permits these conclusions. This is _severe_ paranoia.
>For example, consider the following scenario, which is plausible and
>compatible with your points 1-3:
>
 
As is this scenario:
She: Hey bonehead. Didn't I tell you to get that lawn mowed(notice it's
not a question). Did you alphabetize my walk in closet yet. What about
that damn vasectomy I've been withholding your pittence of stipend for.
 
He: I'm sorry snookums. I thought when I alphabetized your panty drawer
that would be enough for today. I don't think the grass has really grown
much since I finished mowing 30 minutes ago. But your right my princess
and I'd be happy to mow on low power so I don't interfere with your
soap opera's. Um about that vasectomy, now I hate to disagree and I know
your right but please let me raise your children.
 
She: No, how many times do I have to repeat myself. If one of your god
forsaken brats ever intefered with my soaps I'd kill the bastard and
that goes double for you. Now I've found a doctor that will give
you a good snip job at half the going rate. In fact thats why I didn't get
home till 4:30 this morning. I'm trying to save money so we can buy
that pink miata "we've" always wanted. Now get a move on pansy boy
or I'll give you something to simmper about.
 
He: Your right as usual dear. I'm so unworthy. Thank you. May I have another.
 
 Leaves driveway, gets cut off by female postal employee, on her way
to settle a work related score, so lobs a few rounds in his direction.
 Gets out to inspect the damage when a meter maid slaps him silly.
 
 Happens to pass by a Yamhakawasizooee dealer and see's james j.dutton
(shades of Alfred Hitchcock) doing a couple of squat thrust's in
preparation of mounting his bad whammer jammer motorcycle.
 
 Our hapless hero slams on the breaks and finally decides to take control
of his life. 

He: I'm sick of being treated like a buttercup. I'm taking off these
panties and marching right over there and pick me up the smallest motor  
thingie money can buy. Then I'm gonna ride over to Mary Kay Cosmetics[tm]
and tell my boss she can't talk to me that way......
 
Get the picture. It's a kodak moment.
 
Did somebody say "sensitive".

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