Snedeker
 

Snedeker, after trying to converse with a sensible person;

http://img248.imageshack.us/my.php?i...nedekerug2.jpg

OT: Snedeker
 

On Oct 21, 4:38*pm, wrote:

Sorted
Dave

Snedeker
 

On Oct 22, 1:38*am, wrote:
Snedeker, *after trying to converse with a sensible person;

http://img248.imageshack.us/my.php?i...nedekerug2.jpg

Or maybe just as normal, would explain a lot. Either lack of oxygen,
or just **** for brains.

OT: Snedeker
 

On Oct 22, 1:45*am, DaveS wrote:
On Oct 21, 4:38*pm, wrote:

Sorted
Dave

What? You mean you´ve managed to pull it out again? Wont make much
difference, you talk out of your arse all the time.

Only one way to sort you out you nasty ****er, and that would be to
knock your head off altogether.

OT: Mike at the Train Station looking for the Monkey
 

On Oct 21, 4:48*pm, wrote:
On Oct 22, 1:38*am, wrote:

Snedeker, *after trying to converse with a sensible person;

http://img248.imageshack.us/my.php?i...nedekerug2.jpg

Or maybe just as normal, would explain a lot. Either lack of oxygen,
or just **** for brains.

Snedeker
 

You are obviously completely crazy.

I think I better ignore you, don´t want people saying I way
responsible for a total nutjob having a heart attack.

OT: Mike at the Zugsban looking for a suitable Monkey
 

On Oct 21, 4:52*pm, wrote:

Only one way to sort you out you nasty ****er, and that would be to
knock your head off altogether.

What a blowhard. Mike, remember, the whole frigging net world saw the
nude pix you posted last meltdown? I saw your soft girly body and
zitty ass. You've got the muscle tone of an 80 year old. Years of
sponging and drinking I guess. You couldn't fight your way out of a
midget bar.

Dave
I know much more about fishing than you do.

OT: Mike at the Zugsban looking for a suitable Monkey
 

On Oct 22, 2:29*am, DaveS wrote:
On Oct 21, 4:52*pm, wrote:



Only one way to sort you out you nasty ****er, and that would be to
knock your head off altogether.

What a blowhard. Mike, remember, the whole frigging net world saw the
nude pix you posted last meltdown? I saw your soft girly body and
zitty ass. You've got the muscle tone of an 80 year old. Years of
sponging and drinking I guess. You couldn't fight your way out of a
midget bar.

Dave
I know much more about fishing than you do.

I am not in a midget bar you dumb ****er, I am here taking the ****
out of you with monotonous and boring regularity, while you grasp at
straws trying to find a way to get me annoyed or otherwise attack me.
I have nothing but contempt for you you nasty inconsequential little
****bag, and it is quite impossible for somebody I hold in such
contempt to insult me, or even irritate me.

As I told you, if you were within striking distance, you would never
have gotten more than a sentence out of your mealy mouth and I would
have downed you and made sure you did not get up again for quite a
while. If you continued, you would never get up again.Assuming I
decided to soil my hands on you at all.

You are a nasty cowardly little non-entity using the safety of a
computer keyboard to attack and insult others, and then whining and
whinging when you get a little of your own medicine.

**** off and sort out your monkeys you stupid cocksucker, and leave
the internet to adults who can handle it.

OT: Mike at the Zugsban looking for a suitable Monkey
 

On Oct 21, 5:41*pm, wrote:
On Oct 22, 2:29*am, DaveS wrote:

On Oct 21, 4:52*pm, wrote:

Only one way to sort you out you nasty ****er, and that would be to
knock your head off altogether.

What a blowhard. Mike, remember, the whole frigging net world saw the
nude pix you posted last meltdown? I saw your soft girly body and
zitty ass. You've got the muscle tone of an 80 year old. Years of
sponging and drinking I guess. You couldn't fight your way out of a
midget bar.

Dave
I know much more about fishing than you do.

I am not in a midget bar you dumb ****er, I am here taking the ****
out of you with monotonous and boring regularity, while you grasp at
straws trying to find a way to get me annoyed or otherwise attack me.
I have nothing but contempt for you you nasty inconsequential little
****bag, and it is quite impossible for somebody I hold in such
contempt to insult me, or even irritate me.

As I told you, if you were within striking distance, you would never
have gotten more than a sentence out of your mealy mouth and I would
have downed you and made sure you did not get up again for quite a
while. If you continued, you would never get up again.Assuming I
decided to soil my hands on you at all.

You are a nasty cowardly little non-entity using the safety of a
computer keyboard to attack and insult others, and then whining and
whinging when you get a little of your own medicine.

**** off and sort out your monkeys you stupid cocksucker, and leave
the Internet to adults who can handle it.

I know more about fly fishing than you do. Considering the shape you
are in you might want to consider buying a pistol.You like to write
about folks health? Here's a little ditty I am going to work on.

Mikey went down to the station looking for a suitable monkey, and what
did he find? A corpse!
Gosh o' mighty, he said bursting into tears. Why did you have to die?
I'll have to take you home with me and show you all my fishing toys.
But I've seen all your fishing toys.
OK, then did I tell you about my successful North American tour?
Your what?
My North American tour.
OK, If you must.
Well, it really didn't go over like I wanted.
Why?
STOP

Like it so far you big cry baby. Think film rights nerfball. I am
lining up this Walter Brennan look-alike to play "Mikey" in all his
zit-assed decrepitude.

Dave

OT: Mike at the Zugsban looking for a suitable Monkey
 

On Oct 22, 3:15*am, DaveS wrote:
On Oct 21, 5:41*pm, wrote:



On Oct 22, 2:29*am, DaveS wrote:

On Oct 21, 4:52*pm, wrote:

Only one way to sort you out you nasty ****er, and that would be to
knock your head off altogether.

What a blowhard. Mike, remember, the whole frigging net world saw the
nude pix you posted last meltdown? I saw your soft girly body and
zitty ass. You've got the muscle tone of an 80 year old. Years of
sponging and drinking I guess. You couldn't fight your way out of a
midget bar.

Dave
I know much more about fishing than you do.

I am not in a midget bar you dumb ****er, I am here taking the ****
out of you with monotonous and boring regularity, while you grasp at
straws trying to find a way to get me annoyed or otherwise attack me.
I have nothing but contempt for you you nasty inconsequential little
****bag, and it is quite impossible for somebody I hold in such
contempt to insult me, or even irritate me.

As I told you, if you were within striking distance, you would never
have gotten more than a sentence out of your mealy mouth and I would
have downed you and made sure you did not get up again for quite a
while. If you continued, you would never get up again.Assuming I
decided to soil my hands on you at all.

You are a nasty cowardly little non-entity using the safety of a
computer keyboard to attack and insult others, and then whining and
whinging when you get a little of your own medicine.

**** off and sort out your monkeys you stupid cocksucker, and leave
the Internet to adults who can handle it.

I know more about fly fishing than you do. Considering the shape you
are in you might want to consider buying a pistol.You like to write
about folks health? Here's a little ditty I am going to work on.

Mikey went down to the station looking for a suitable monkey, and what
did he find? A corpse!
Gosh o' mighty, he said bursting into tears. Why did you have to die?
I'll have to take you home with me and show you all my fishing toys.
But I've seen all your fishing toys.
OK, then did I tell you about my successful North American tour?
Your what?
My North American tour.
OK, If you must.
Well, it really didn't go over like I wanted.
Why?
STOP

Like it so far you big cry baby. Think film rights nerfball. I am
lining up this Walter Brennan look-alike to play "Mikey" in all his
zit-assed decrepitude.

Dave

I think you ought to be lining up a doctor, you are obviously a raving
lunatic, and appear to have lost contact with reality.