worth thinking about

Wolfgang wrote:

"Joe Smith" wrote in message
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I believe that RDean and Ken, while abusive, do actually believe what
they spout.


That's pretty funny. Kennie doesn't believe in anything......and dicklet
doesn't say anything.

While I disagree with most of what each of them say, it's obvious that
they believe what they say. You are just playing some silly game.
My guess is because in the real world no one wants anything to do
with you.

"Joe Smith" wrote in message
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My guess is because in the real world no one wants anything to do
with you.

You guess wrong

"Wayne Knight" wrote in message
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"Joe Smith" wrote in message
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My guess is because in the real world no one wants anything to do
with you.

You guess wrong

Old habits are hard to break.

By the way, did you call me yesterday?......or did I have a really odd fever
induced dream?

Wolfgang

"Wolfgang" wrote in message
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By the way, did you call me yesterday?......or did I have a really odd
fever induced dream?


Yup, I called. I owe you half a lunch.

"Wayne Knight" wrote in message
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"Wolfgang" wrote in message
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By the way, did you call me yesterday?......or did I have a really odd
fever induced dream?


Yup, I called.

Whew! I was asleep again seconds after you called. Woke up about an hour
later and had forgotten about it completely. Stumbled about the house for a
few hours and then crashed again. Just as I was falling asleep around 9:30
I thought I heard the phone ring. Sat bolt upright in bed, said
"huh?.....Wayne?" and collapsed again. Woke up in the morning and didn't
remember any of it.

Hm......come to think of it, this must all have been Friday, not yesterday.
Yesterday was kind of foggy too, though. Last night, with a steely
determination born of desparation, I even tried what my Romanian/Californian
friend calls the "hat cure". You lie in bed on your back with a hat perched
on one foot (he didn't specify which foot......I don't think it matters) and
then drink whiskey till you see two hats. Didn't have any whiskey. Used
red wine. Didn't work......ran out of wine.

So, like, I got the ****in' plague ain't enough!......Becky hauls my still
feverish ass out of bed at 7:00 this morning and says "Come on. You're
going to yoga with me!" "huh?......yoga?" quoth I, rather wittily (I think)
considering the circumstances. "It's good for you." Well.....yeah.....I
guess.....sit on a mat, do a little deep
breathing....meditate....chant....whatever.....can 't hurt, I s'pose. Sweet
merciful Christ, they like ta ****in' killed me! I got twisted....I got
stretched....I got pummeled! I did down dogs, up dogs, warrior stances,
crows, pigeons and whatnot all animals.

"Turn your head." she says.
"Like this?" sez I.
"No, like THIS!"
"AAAAAAAAAHHH! AAAAAAAAHHHH! AAAAAAAAHHH!"
"Now, look down."
"Down? Um.....what are those bumps?"
"Those are your vertebrae."
"Vertebrae? AAAAAAAAAHHH! AAAAAAAAHHH! AAAAAAAHHH!"
"Oh, stop being silly!"
"Silly? Where's my left leg?"
"Right there!"
"Th.....? AAAAAAAHHH! AAAAAAAAAHHH! AAAAAAAAHHH!

I escaped......eventually......well, most of me.

Anyway, it all came back in a flash.....um.....well, o.k., sort of a dull
fizz to be more precise.....when I saw your name on the screen this morning.

I owe you half a lunch.

Fat lot of good it's gonna do me. I think the perky little Nazi
torturer/instructor sent my intestines out to be laundered or
something......I don't know.....all day I've been afraid to look down there.


Wolfgang

Wolfgang wrote:

"Wayne Knight" wrote in message
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"Wolfgang" wrote in message
...

By the way, did you call me yesterday?......or did I have a really odd
fever induced dream?


Yup, I called.


Whew! I was asleep again seconds after you called. Woke up about an hour
later and had forgotten about it completely. Stumbled about the house for a
few hours and then crashed again. Just as I was falling asleep around 9:30
I thought I heard the phone ring. Sat bolt upright in bed, said
"huh?.....Wayne?" and collapsed again. Woke up in the morning and didn't
remember any of it.

Hm......come to think of it, this must all have been Friday, not yesterday.
Yesterday was kind of foggy too, though. Last night, with a steely
determination born of desparation, I even tried what my Romanian/Californian
friend calls the "hat cure". You lie in bed on your back with a hat perched
on one foot (he didn't specify which foot......I don't think it matters) and
then drink whiskey till you see two hats. Didn't have any whiskey. Used
red wine. Didn't work......ran out of wine.

So, like, I got the ****in' plague ain't enough!......Becky hauls my still
feverish ass out of bed at 7:00 this morning and says "Come on. You're
going to yoga with me!" "huh?......yoga?" quoth I, rather wittily (I think)
considering the circumstances. "It's good for you." Well.....yeah.....I
guess.....sit on a mat, do a little deep
breathing....meditate....chant....whatever.....can 't hurt, I s'pose. Sweet
merciful Christ, they like ta ****in' killed me! I got twisted....I got
stretched....I got pummeled! I did down dogs, up dogs, warrior stances,
crows, pigeons and whatnot all animals.

"Turn your head." she says.
"Like this?" sez I.
"No, like THIS!"
"AAAAAAAAAHHH! AAAAAAAAHHHH! AAAAAAAAHHH!"
"Now, look down."
"Down? Um.....what are those bumps?"
"Those are your vertebrae."
"Vertebrae? AAAAAAAAAHHH! AAAAAAAAHHH! AAAAAAAHHH!"
"Oh, stop being silly!"
"Silly? Where's my left leg?"
"Right there!"
"Th.....? AAAAAAAHHH! AAAAAAAAAHHH! AAAAAAAAHHH!

I escaped......eventually......well, most of me.

Anyway, it all came back in a flash.....um.....well, o.k., sort of a dull
fizz to be more precise.....when I saw your name on the screen this morning.


I owe you half a lunch.


Fat lot of good it's gonna do me. I think the perky little Nazi
torturer/instructor sent my intestines out to be laundered or
something......I don't know.....all day I've been afraid to look down there.


Wolfgang



that was funny. ...but, um, we won't be doing yoga or pasties in sept,
right?

jeff

"Jeff Miller" wrote in message
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that was funny. ...but, um, we won't be doing yoga or pasties in sept,
right?

Hm......I'll have to get back to you on that. Gotta check the
pantry......after I finish inventorying my remaining body parts.

Wolfgang

"Joe Smith" wrote in message
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Wolfgang wrote:

"Joe Smith" wrote in message
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I believe that RDean and Ken, while abusive, do actually believe what
they spout.


That's pretty funny. Kennie doesn't believe in anything......and dicklet
doesn't say anything.

While I disagree with most of what each of them say,

And who do you suppose gives a ****?

it's obvious that they believe what they say.

Kennie doesn't believe in anything.......and dicklet doesn't say anything.

You are just playing some silly game.

You're a dumbass.

My guess is because in the real world no one wants anything to do
with you.

Husband those guesses......they're all you've got.

Wolfgang

Wolfgang wrote:

"Joe Smith" wrote in message
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Wolfgang wrote:


"Joe Smith" wrote in message
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I believe that RDean and Ken, while abusive, do actually believe what
they spout.


That's pretty funny. Kennie doesn't believe in anything......and dicklet
doesn't say anything.

While I disagree with most of what each of them say,


And who do you suppose gives a ****?

Oh wow, 20 questions. I do, I do.

it's obvious that they believe what they say.


Kennie doesn't believe in anything.......and dicklet doesn't say anything.

Show me where I said that did.


You are just playing some silly game.


You're a dumbass.

Sticks and stones my little pretty.


My guess is because in the real world no one wants anything to do
with you.


Husband those guesses......they're all you've got.

Thank God. I'd hate to have to put up with you in real life.
On this board, you're just a pitiful little person.

"Joe Smith" wrote in message
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Wolfgang wrote:

"Joe Smith" wrote in message
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Wolfgang wrote:


"Joe Smith" wrote in message
...


I believe that RDean and Ken, while abusive, do actually believe what
they spout.


That's pretty funny. Kennie doesn't believe in anything......and
dicklet doesn't say anything.

While I disagree with most of what each of them say,


And who do you suppose gives a ****?

Oh wow, 20 questions.

Looks like just one to me......but then, I'm not a good reader.

I do, I do.

Well, that makes roughly two of you.

it's obvious that they believe what they say.


Kennie doesn't believe in anything.......and dicklet doesn't say
anything.

Show me where I said that did.

Show me where I said that you said that did.

You are just playing some silly game.


You're a dumbass.

Sticks and stones my little pretty.

True enough......but it doesn't make you any less a dumbass, does it?

My guess is because in the real world no one wants anything to do
with you.


Husband those guesses......they're all you've got.

Thank God.

Well, MOST people would thank their gods on being informed that they have
something MORE than just guesses. To each his own, eh?

I'd hate to have to put up with you in real life.

You'd hate it more than you can possibly guess.

On this board, you're just a pitiful little person.

Yeah, not the sort of thing you'd bother with.......right?

Wolfgang