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On 30 Aug, 01:58, Dave LaCourse wrote:
On Wed, 29 Aug 2007 16:32:40 -0700, Mike
wrote:

How absolutely pathetic. I really have no idea why I thought you were
even civilised. NO WAY would I fish with you.

Having public confrontations with an angling "friend" because he drank
one of your beers!!! Incredible. If he didn´t even know he was
drinking your beer, which he apparently did not, then why should he
thank you for it? And all this, years after the event!!!!

All it would have taken was a quiet reply like "I bought this case of
beer. Have one on me", or something similar, but you degenerates have
to make a public song and dance about it.

Have you absolutely no sense of decency? Ooops, sorry, purely
rhetorical. Of course you haven´t.

Uh, Junior, I was merely refreshing his memory. He called me a liar
when I said he drank a case of my beer. I was merely pointing out
that he did. I did not lie about it.

In your last post to me you said you were through with me. Oh, if
only, Junior, if only.......

Davie

Indeed? Seems to me he was only refreshing his thirst. You have
problems if something like a friend drinking your beer festers in your
mind for years. You quite obviously have problems anyway. You would
be well advised to shut up and think for a while, before you alienate
any more of your "friends".

Makes no difference to me, I am not your friend.

MC

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On 30 Aug, 01:58, Dave LaCourse wrote:

In your last post to me you said you were through with me. Oh, if
only, Junior, if only.......

Davie

My posts are not to you, they are to this newsgroup.

MC

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Mike wrote:
On 30 Aug, 00:23, Dave LaCourse wrote:

On Wed, 29 Aug 2007 17:58:12 -0400, daytripper



wrote:

On Wed, 29 Aug 2007 16:26:40 -0400, Dave LaCourse
wrote:

On Wed, 29 Aug 2007 19:41:22 -0000, BJ Conner
wrote:

Wolfgang, Kenny or myself might buy Dave a beer. I might
even drink it with him.

Hmmmm. I've bought both Kenny and Wolfgang, sr. a beer or two. I've
bought just about everyone that was at the Penns Clave that Roger was
at a beer or two. Hell, I even bought a case of beer and Tatosian
drank it without saying thanks. d;o)

God, you are such a lying asshole.

/daytripper (some day, you piece of ****, I'll write you up big time...)

How quickly you forget, David.

Waldo's Spring Fling. You brought a case of beer with you and I drank
ONE. Tom Brown and I went to the supermarket the day after we
arrived, and bought three cases. I bought a case and a half of the
beer you were drinking. I was on the back porch that evening drinking
one of MY beers when you said, "When are you going to buy your own?"
Nice friendly words, eh? Only trouble, it was MY beer, not yours.
You continued to drink YOUR brand of beer the rest of the week without
ever buying more. I was sick most of that week, throwing up and in
bed for a day or two. Drinking my beer was the last thing on my mind.
You, however, finished it off. I saw you throughout that week with
the same brand in your hand and you never bought any. Nice work if
you can get it, eh? So, yeah, you drank my beer and never said
thanks. But, what more can I expect out of you anyway?

d;o)


How absolutely pathetic. I really have no idea why I thought you were
even civilised. NO WAY would I fish with you.

Having public confrontations with an angling "friend" because he drank
one of your beers!!! Incredible. If he didn´t even know he was
drinking your beer, which he apparently did not, then why should he
thank you for it? And all this, years after the event!!!!

All it would have taken was a quiet reply like "I bought this case of
beer. Have one on me", or something similar, but you degenerates have
to make a public song and dance about it.

Have you absolutely no sense of decency? Ooops, sorry, purely
rhetorical. Of course you haven´t.

It really is something strange. LaCourse gets into these kinds of tiffs
a lot. He has so much money (so he claims) that a case of beer means
absolutely nothing, especially if he's puking his guts out all week.

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On 29 Aug, 22:21, Dave LaCourse wrote:

Uh, the same could be said about you, Junior, and Wolfgang Sr. But,
of course, you won't have any grandchildren.

My grandchildren are none of your business, btw. You keep family out
of this nuthouse, Junior.

Which being the case, I couldn´t give a ****. I am only responsible to
myself. You are the one who keeps bringing up your family, indeed
using it to somehow impress or bully others, by forcing them to see
how well you´ve done.The same with your money, your cars, your gear,
your fishing trips, ****! Even your lousy beer! I simply can´t
imagine begrudging somebody a beer.

Obviously you count lots of things, your money, your fish, your beer,
etc. and you obviously think it is important. You might stop a moment
and reflect on those less fortunate than yourself, and count your
blessings as well. Not use them to browbeat others.

It may well be that there are quite a few people who dislike a
clever****e, as I have learned to my cost, but nobody likes a boaster
and blusterer.

You have done me a favour really, involuntarily of course, as has
Fortenberry. The more persistent and ridiculous your constant sniping
and insults have become, the less credibility they have, and the more
people tend to ignore what you say.

You may continue having senior moments as long as you like, as I
wrote, it makes no difference to me, I am not your friend.

MC ( Junior)

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On Wed, 29 Aug 2007 18:23:06 -0400, Dave LaCourse
wrote:

On Wed, 29 Aug 2007 17:58:12 -0400, daytripper
wrote:

On Wed, 29 Aug 2007 16:26:40 -0400, Dave LaCourse
wrote:

On Wed, 29 Aug 2007 19:41:22 -0000, BJ Conner
wrote:

Wolfgang, Kenny or myself might buy Dave a beer. I might
even drink it with him.

Hmmmm. I've bought both Kenny and Wolfgang, sr. a beer or two. I've
bought just about everyone that was at the Penns Clave that Roger was
at a beer or two. Hell, I even bought a case of beer and Tatosian
drank it without saying thanks. d;o)

God, you are such a lying asshole.

/daytripper (some day, you piece of ****, I'll write you up big time...)

How quickly you forget, David.

Waldo's Spring Fling. You brought a case of beer with you and I drank
ONE. Tom Brown and I went to the supermarket the day after we
arrived, and bought three cases. I bought a case and a half of the
beer you were drinking. I was on the back porch that evening drinking
one of MY beers when you said, "When are you going to buy your own?"
Nice friendly words, eh? Only trouble, it was MY beer, not yours.
You continued to drink YOUR brand of beer the rest of the week without
ever buying more. I was sick most of that week, throwing up and in
bed for a day or two. Drinking my beer was the last thing on my mind.
You, however, finished it off. I saw you throughout that week with
the same brand in your hand and you never bought any. Nice work if
you can get it, eh? So, yeah, you drank my beer and never said
thanks. But, what more can I expect out of you anyway?

d;o)

How could I forget something that never happened?

You are a liar, Dave, and an incredibly small person with an insecurity
complex as wide as the yellow streak down your back. You make up lies that
nobody could verify or refute. It's your stock and trade, and with all the
practice, you've become very good at it.

We both know exactly what happened on that trip - from the beginnings, when
(like an idiot) I volunteered to ride shotgun so your wife wouldn't have to
worry about you driving all that way down and back by yourself. That was after
you PROMISED that we would stay in NC for the whole week, as I said if you
weren't going to stay down there, then I'd have to drive myself.

I drove to NC for the Fall Ball by myself - got there in one shot - and drove
home, again, in one shot, and had a good time doing it. Long distance driving
is something I've always enjoyed, and have driven coast-to-coast, by myself,
over four major east-west routes. And I was fully prepared to drive to the
Spring Fling by myself, but in an act of ****ing KINDNESS - you piece of ****
- I did something I will always regret and rode in your car.

Then, at the first stop when you had to take your drippy dick out for a walk,
I volunteered to fill your ****ing gas tank. You didn't have to ask, remember,
dickwad? So I filled it with regular gas - just like I'd filled all three of
my cars, my boats, my lawnmower, my parents cars - for a couple of decades.
Not since I had a '69 GTO had I ever pumped premium gas.

Well, you'd have thought I had killed someone. You got hysterical, and
verbally assaulted me over an innocent mistake. I'm cooped up in the same car
with you for the duration, watching the little fume lines rippling up from
your steaming brow. "Psycho Crone" at the wheel! and no where to hide.

Then you repeated the same hissy fit in front of an entire cabin of folks, in
a memorable meltdown that nobody who was there will ever forget.

As for you being sick: one, you were perfectly fine through the whole weekend,
and it wasn't until after Wayno had left that you decided you wanted to go
home. Two, you forget you had told me that your wife was giving some important
presentation and you were thinking you wanted to get home a few days before.
You remember - the very thing you mentioned before PROMISING you'd stay the
week anyway.

And you can stick your ever-changing lies about clave beverages up your
cavernous ass. I drank only what I bought - because I had a wicked case of
hives and beer makes it much worse. By Sunday I was drinking soda, while you
were wobbling around with a drink in your hand, acting like an asshole, as
usual.

At the Fall Ball I brought a huge cooler packed with 8 different six-packs of
various Sam Adams beers on ice. As well, I brought a bottle of Grey Goose and
a bottle of 12 yo Scotch - even though I can't stand Scotch, and I rarely
drink vodka. I did this to add to the camaraderie of the group outing, and I
expected nothing in return. Two things you'll never be accused of, that's for
sure.

Oh - and while I'm at it. You've repeatedly insinuated I was poorly paid - I
suppose that was to explain why I'm such a "cheap skate", yes? Lies get
complicated - you have to keep coming up with fresh lies to fill in the gaping
holes.

This comes from someone who loses no opportunity to spew a bull**** story
about what a self-made "man" you are - after blowing off his first wife to
marry his *much* younger boss, who was paid untold multiples of your best
year. For whatever twisted reason, you made a point to tell me she was paid
200K in 1999, right? Well, asshole, at the end of the year 1999, with bonuses,
profit sharing and 401K match, I made more. So **** off, scumbag.

Dave, to know you is to dislike you, a truth that has been borne out by the
numerous victims of your acquaintance, from coast to coast. I have no idea
what joy your repeated lies and attacks on me give you, but apparently it's
substantial, and apparently it's not going to end soon. You're a sick, twisted
old ****, god only knows how you're wired and what you'll do next, but every
time you lie about me I'll be all over it like an avalanche.

Count on it, asshole.

/daytripper

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On Wed, 29 Aug 2007 16:32:40 -0700, Mike wrote:

On 30 Aug, 00:23, Dave LaCourse wrote:
On Wed, 29 Aug 2007 17:58:12 -0400, daytripper



wrote:
On Wed, 29 Aug 2007 16:26:40 -0400, Dave LaCourse
wrote:

On Wed, 29 Aug 2007 19:41:22 -0000, BJ Conner
wrote:

Wolfgang, Kenny or myself might buy Dave a beer. I might
even drink it with him.

Hmmmm. I've bought both Kenny and Wolfgang, sr. a beer or two. I've
bought just about everyone that was at the Penns Clave that Roger was
at a beer or two. Hell, I even bought a case of beer and Tatosian
drank it without saying thanks. d;o)

God, you are such a lying asshole.

/daytripper (some day, you piece of ****, I'll write you up big time...)

How quickly you forget, David.

Waldo's Spring Fling. You brought a case of beer with you and I drank
ONE. Tom Brown and I went to the supermarket the day after we
arrived, and bought three cases. I bought a case and a half of the
beer you were drinking. I was on the back porch that evening drinking
one of MY beers when you said, "When are you going to buy your own?"
Nice friendly words, eh? Only trouble, it was MY beer, not yours.
You continued to drink YOUR brand of beer the rest of the week without
ever buying more. I was sick most of that week, throwing up and in
bed for a day or two. Drinking my beer was the last thing on my mind.
You, however, finished it off. I saw you throughout that week with
the same brand in your hand and you never bought any. Nice work if
you can get it, eh? So, yeah, you drank my beer and never said
thanks. But, what more can I expect out of you anyway?

d;o)

How absolutely pathetic. I really have no idea why I thought you were
even civilised. NO WAY would I fish with you.

Having public confrontations with an angling "friend" because he drank
one of your beers!!! Incredible. If he didn´t even know he was
drinking your beer, which he apparently did not, then why should he
thank you for it? And all this, years after the event!!!!

All it would have taken was a quiet reply like "I bought this case of
beer. Have one on me", or something similar, but you degenerates have
to make a public song and dance about it.

Have you absolutely no sense of decency? Ooops, sorry, purely
rhetorical. Of course you haven´t.

MC

Lies get complicated, and agendas remain unfulfilled. So he will continue to
construct shabby lies and have to fill in the gaps with more lies, apparently
until he finally dies...

/daytripper (I'd call it a waste, but for him, it's a calling....)

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daytripper typed:
snip

Count on it, asshole.

You really shouldn't keep things all bottled up inside. ;-)
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On Wed, 29 Aug 2007 21:44:21 -0400, daytripper
wrote:
[...]

Ah - I just remembered Yet Another Lie you told everyone here, this one
concerning how I left HP.

I told you the group I was leaving "was screwed" because I was the only
designer on the particular project on which I had been working.

YOU turned that into "he said he was going to screw the company".

Nice turn there, Dave. You clearly have skillz, you twisted piece of ****...

/daytripper ("sleep well, die well"? wtf does that actually mean, retard?)

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daytripper wrote:
Dave LaCourse wrote:
How quickly you forget, David.

Waldo's Spring Fling.
snip

How could I forget something that never happened?
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The Dave Tatosian version of this oft-told tale more
closely resembles what I saw at Spring Fling than the
Louie LaPlac revised version.

The Louie LaPlac regular gas meltdown is embarrassing
fact and it's also true that the horrible illness didn't
manifest itself until after wayno left. *Immediately*
after wayno left.

Give it up Louie, 'tripper is right. You ****ed up, you
were a jerk, we luv ya anyway. Or at least I do, you may
have burned your bridges with 'tripper who I consider as
fine a roffian as I've ever met but I'll gladly kick your
arse anyday. Unless, of course, it's your turn to kick mine.

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On Wed, 29 Aug 2007 22:12:59 -0400, daytripper
wrote:

On Wed, 29 Aug 2007 21:44:21 -0400, daytripper
wrote:
[...]

Ah - I just remembered Yet Another Lie you told everyone here, this one
concerning how I left HP.

I told you the group I was leaving "was screwed" because I was the only
designer on the particular project on which I had been working.

YOU turned that into "he said he was going to screw the company".

Nice turn there, Dave. You clearly have skillz, you twisted piece of ****...

/daytripper ("sleep well, die well"? wtf does that actually mean, retard?)

****, there are so many of them, and they don't all come back together...

So, the story about the raffle, where According To Davie, I was a cheapskate,
again, because I put in a $20 japanese fly reel and got a $5 pocket-size first
aid kit, and according to him, complained about it.

The truth: the raffle thing was becoming way overdone. It was originally
supposed to be a gag-gift thing, but very quickly it was becoming a friggin'
competition to see "who is the most generous" - which, as we all should know
by now, in Davie's World, means "who has the most money".

Flyrods, $100 books, pricey bottles - it was getting ridiculous, and You Know
Who was solidly in the middle of it all. And I had stated HERE, in advance of
the Spring Fling, that I really didn't want to be involved any longer.

So I get down there, and apparently Davie let it be known that I didn't have a
raffle entry, such that someone came to me and offered to sell me a $40 reel
for his cost of $20, so I'd have something to put into the pot. I tried to
explain I just didn't want to get involved - that it had become an overblown
exercise in one-upsmanship that doubtlessly some folks really couldn't afford.

Regretfully, I was basically cowed into going ahead with the offer. And when,
at the end of the raffle, I was informed I had won the first aid kit, I said
it was an obvious example of the misguided direction the raffle had gone,
where someone put in a $5 first aid kit while others were putting in entire
custom flyrods, expensive books, etc, etc...

This, in Davie's World, translated into something completely different, of
course, where there was suddenly intent that never existed, and meaning that
was never intended...

Lies, Dave, are so much harder to construct than truth.
But eventually the truth will out. Leaving you standing there looking like the
pitiful self-loathing wreck you actually are...

/daytripper (wow. cathartic moments can be very refreshing)