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'Astalk the Trout..'
On Thu, 26 Aug 2010 19:50:40 -0400, D. LaCourse wrote:
On 2010-08-26 18:03:16 -0400, jeff said: On 8/26/2010 4:28 PM, D. LaCourse wrote: On 2010-08-26 15:57:40 -0400, Sullivan said: 'Astalk the Peal..' by Sullivan the Poet I smell a sock. actually, very creative use of language, imagery, and rhyme, imo. i enjoyed reading it. thanks to sullivan, or if a pseudonym, whoever created and posted it. jeff Never said otherwise. On a second look, it appears to be legit, and not a sock. Too many socks recently. d;o) Dave Um, "too many socks"....? What with the HAI! Karate (or Brut), rubber britches, an Audi and a Haddaway CD...and oh, yeah - drinks made with Drambuie and sweet vermouth...I figured socks were just a part of your carefully developed bespoke image as Wu Li Dong Louie, Burberry (just MAD for the plaid) Coast Pirate...you know, sort of a cross between Carson Kressley-does-Jack-Sparrow and Flavor Flav, but for the geriatric set... Helps? Oh, I rather think not, R |
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On 08/27/2010 06:21 AM, Giles wrote:
I was wondering if I had escaped your scrutiny. The world abounds with more interesting, productive and gratifying things to wonder about. I though maybe you were sick or something. You were right. I've got a cold. Or, maybe you got a chance to go fishing. :-) Chances to fish are abundant and cheap. Unfortunately, not in my life. I consider my meager time on the river to be a blessing. I was wishing the same blessing on you. But, I can see where you may have taken it otherwise. My apologies. But then, so are chances to listen to blue jays hold raucous counsel, to ponder the significance of the early dropping of maple leaves, to consult with meadow voles, to mud-pack chestnut blight cankers, to chat with friends, to savor pickle mustard greens, to photograph native wildflowers, to check on the ripening of hazelnuts and try to determine the best time to pick them in order to ensure ripeness and yet beat the squirrels, to effect repairs on the pond, to stare at the blueness of the sky, to read a good book about botanizing and zoologizing in the British countryside, to linger over the question of whether to have a cup of coffee, a beer, a glass of wine, a bowl of ice cream, some of last night's left- over pizza.....or some combination thereof, to repair runoff damage to the driveway, to mow the paths between the rows of trees, to check up on the butterflies, and a host of other products, passtimes, problems, pet projects and ****ants. In fact, each day presents such an infinitude of chances that one could easily spend all one's time merely cataloguing them.....to the detriment of the chances of accomplishing anything else. That might even be amusing for a while. Ultimately, though, I think it would be stultifying. One would likely end up becoming the kind of person who makes stupid assertions and then tries to cover his ass with further helpings of stupidity. I do not believe you made me read through that entire letter to find the jewel at the bottom. (I was never one to open the cereal box from the bottom to get to the toy quicker.) I hope you are feeling better. And when you are back up to speed, forget about the blue jays, maple leaves, meadow voles, chestnut cankers, your friends, no scratch that, they are blessing too, mustard greens, wildflowers, hazelnuts, squirrels, the pond, the sky, the British countryside, your coffee, your beer, your wine, ice cream, leftover pizza (a delicacy), your driveway, the lawn, problems, pet projects, ****ants (not me), ducks, rabbits, aardvarks, etc. and go fishing! Fishing is a blessing. And don't forget to write us all about it. -T |
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On Fri, 27 Aug 2010 13:31:39 -0400, D. LaCourse wrote:
On 2010-08-27 12:49:11 -0400, said: On Thu, 26 Aug 2010 19:50:40 -0400, D. LaCourse wrote: On 2010-08-26 18:03:16 -0400, jeff said: On 8/26/2010 4:28 PM, D. LaCourse wrote: On 2010-08-26 15:57:40 -0400, Sullivan said: 'Astalk the Peal..' by Sullivan the Poet I smell a sock. actually, very creative use of language, imagery, and rhyme, imo. i enjoyed reading it. thanks to sullivan, or if a pseudonym, whoever created and posted it. jeff Never said otherwise. On a second look, it appears to be legit, and not a sock. Too many socks recently. d;o) Dave Um, "too many socks"....? What with the HAI! Karate (or Brut), rubber britches, an Audi and a Haddaway CD...and oh, yeah - drinks made with Drambuie and sweet vermouth...I figured socks were just a part of your carefully developed bespoke image as Wu Li Dong Louie, Burberry (just MAD for the plaid) Coast Pirate...you know, sort of a cross between Carson Kressley-does-Jack-Sparrow and Flavor Flav, but for the geriatric set... How do you know about Haddaway, Carson Kressley, and Flavor Flav unless you are fans of them? Ah...so from that, we can assume you are a fan of Obama, homosexual sex, beating your wife AND your dog as well as regular unleaded gasoline, then...and it should be noted for the record that you did not have to "google" stuffing your drawers with a sock, HAI! Karate, Jack Sparrow or swishy foofoo cocktails... I had to google them. Well, I guess there is no huge shame in that....sometimes, an old man just can't control himself, but be careful, that's probably still illegal in some places...and it's a shame about your mind going - I mentioned Haddaway not long ago and you claimed to have, um, "googled" him then, too... Bwaaaahahahaha. Kressley and Haddaway complete my image of you. Grotesque! Flavor Flav? Got a little of that cross breed in ya, Dickie? Yeah, I frequently get asked if I am either dude's twin brother...it's really weird when we meet a couple of folks and one of them asks if I'm Kressley's twin and the other asks if I'm Flav's... Davey (geriatric and proud of it) Sure thing, Wu Li Sok... HTH, R |
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On Fri, 27 Aug 2010 11:41:18 -0700, Todd wrote:
On 08/27/2010 06:21 AM, Giles wrote: I was wondering if I had escaped your scrutiny. The world abounds with more interesting, productive and gratifying things to wonder about. I though maybe you were sick or something. You were right. I've got a cold. Or, maybe you got a chance to go fishing. :-) Chances to fish are abundant and cheap. Unfortunately, not in my life. I consider my meager time on the river to be a blessing. I was wishing the same blessing on you. But, I can see where you may have taken it otherwise. My apologies. But then, so are chances to listen to blue jays hold raucous counsel, to ponder the significance of the early dropping of maple leaves, to consult with meadow voles, to mud-pack chestnut blight cankers, to chat with friends, to savor pickle mustard greens, to photograph native wildflowers, to check on the ripening of hazelnuts and try to determine the best time to pick them in order to ensure ripeness and yet beat the squirrels, to effect repairs on the pond, to stare at the blueness of the sky, to read a good book about botanizing and zoologizing in the British countryside, to linger over the question of whether to have a cup of coffee, a beer, a glass of wine, a bowl of ice cream, some of last night's left- over pizza.....or some combination thereof, to repair runoff damage to the driveway, to mow the paths between the rows of trees, to check up on the butterflies, and a host of other products, passtimes, problems, pet projects and ****ants. In fact, each day presents such an infinitude of chances that one could easily spend all one's time merely cataloguing them.....to the detriment of the chances of accomplishing anything else. That might even be amusing for a while. Ultimately, though, I think it would be stultifying. One would likely end up becoming the kind of person who makes stupid assertions and then tries to cover his ass with further helpings of stupidity. I do not believe you made me read through that entire letter to find the jewel at the bottom. (I was never one to open the cereal box from the bottom to get to the toy quicker.) I hope you are feeling better. And when you are back up to speed, forget about the blue jays, maple leaves, meadow voles, chestnut cankers, your friends, no scratch that, they are blessing too, mustard greens, wildflowers, hazelnuts, squirrels, the pond, the sky, the British countryside, your coffee, your beer, your wine, ice cream, leftover pizza (a delicacy), your driveway, the lawn, problems, pet projects, ****ants (not me), ducks, rabbits, aardvarks, etc. and go fishing! Fishing is a blessing. And don't forget to write us all about it. -T Todd You should know that the person you are trying to argue w or match wits wits with is a flaming, obnoxious and notorious asshole Do not put up with him calling you an idiot and a moron or any other derogatory woerds He is a mean spirited LITTLE man , somewhere in ****ville Wisconsin He has serious mental and physical problems Hhe likes to goad you intt telling hime to **** off. It assuages and serves some sick desires of his. He likes mental & sadly, even physical punishment and pain Don't give in to yhe temptation. Stay above it. Truth be told Giles has has a very small and almost a non-existent penis. I am certain that he has serious sexual problems. It has been rumoured - and there have been claims of bestiality He envies everyone on usenet because his" thing" is not large enough for his physical and mental gtymnastics - strenuous physical and mental masturbation. He cannot stop nor does he want to. Everyone on usenet knows this about Giles aka Wofgang. I am surprised that you aren't aware of his severe limitations So disregard him - you may even pity him but I would souggest f kill filing him. Fortunately I can only read his posts in replies that are mirrored. He will probably come up w an inane, man spirited and a senseless retort becauuse he can't stop himself Me- I don't give a rat's ass what he posts as I cannot read him There are numerous users that have blocked his posts - There is even a usenet group to discuss his problems alt.goat mastiurbation.whogivesaflying **** In truth - It's sad. Beppo and Karl Marx |
'Astalk the Trout..'
wrote in message ... ..I figured socks were just a part of your carefully developed bespoke image as Wu Li Dong Louie, Burberry (just MAD for the plaid) Coast Pirate...you know, sort of a cross between Carson Kressley-does-Jack-Sparrow and Flavor Flav, whoa, whoa!! You are WAY off. I've met and fished with Dave and your mental imaging software is malfunctioning. Picture a cross between Lou Dobbs and Popeye the Sailor Man, and for Pete's Sake, Burberry would be a sartorial leap forward. The Carson Kressley/Jack Sparrow thought is amusing, but if Louie tried to move like that, he'd be in traction for a month or more. Think Nathan Lane doing John Wayne in Birdcage, with the only thing holding him upright being the sturdy Simms fabric. .....who's there to stand up for ya, Louie! Tom |
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On 2010-08-27 19:03:57 -0400, "Tom Littleton" said:
wrote in message ... .I figured socks were just a part of your carefully developed bespoke image as Wu Li Dong Louie, Burberry (just MAD for the plaid) Coast Pirate...you know, sort of a cross between Carson Kressley-does-Jack-Sparrow and Flavor Flav, whoa, whoa!! You are WAY off. I've met and fished with Dave and your mental imaging software is malfunctioning. Picture a cross between Lou Dobbs and Popeye the Sailor Man, and for Pete's Sake, Burberry would be a sartorial leap forward. The Carson Kressley/Jack Sparrow thought is amusing, but if Louie tried to move like that, he'd be in traction for a month or more. Think Nathan Lane doing John Wayne in Birdcage, with the only thing holding him upright being the sturdy Simms fabric. .....who's there to stand up for ya, Louie! Tom Nathan Lane? Thanks, Tom. d;o) Remind me to throw a #2 10x streamer at your ear when next we fish. d;o) |
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On 08/27/2010 02:49 PM, flebow wrote:
Todd You should know that the person you are trying to argue w or match wits wits with is a flaming, obnoxious and notorious asshole Do not put up with him calling you an idiot and a moron or any other Hi Flebow, I take your point. I would not characterize him the way you did, but instead, I would characterize him as a "cantankerous misanthrope" -- much cleaner and more accurate. (I am sure he will correct me if he finds me inaccurate.) "idiot and a moron" are the least of the things he has called me. Wait until he calls you a child molester for witnessing your religion to him, which I did find very disgusting and I told him so. He has also questioned my intelligence when I made the statement that I thought trout when created by God. I do believe I just let that one slide. But I don't remember. Still, a tiny part of me, and I can not explain why, finds him a just a tiny bit endearing. There is no explanation. I would say it was appreciation for the time he went after a guy who had decided to stock me, but I found him a tiny bit endearing before that. I am really not sparring with him, other than gentle teasing, like trying to get him to call me a "nitwit", when I write back to him. I am really writing out of friendship, although we are not really friends. I am okay with him. And I do take your point. -T |
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