2008 Presidential election about race?

On Mon, 17 Nov 2008 07:12:16 -0600, Ken Fortenberry
wrote:

wrote:
Ken Fortenberry wrote:
Peaceful Bill wrote:
Ken Fortenberry wrote:
Here's something you might want to chew on:

http://www.newyorker.com/talk/2008/1...ta_talk_angell

Enjoy !
Whatever. The article didn't even mention John Crowley. But then you
don't really know about what you speak anyway. And neither did the
author. Is he just another Fortenberry or does he have credibility.
Roger Angell ? Oh, he's just another one of the numerous
Ken Fortenberry wannabes at _The New Yorker_. LOL !!

FWIW, various members of the Alexis family and my family are friends,
and I know neither of you know of that which you claim to speak...

A friend of my cousin's girlfriend once had a flat tire right
outside of El Paso, Texas so I know you're just plain full of it.

Sheesh.

Uh-huh...lessee here...well, for starters, Lurita Doan is Lucien/Lucky
Alexis' daughter...BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

SNICKER
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wrote:
Ken Fortenberry wrote:
wrote:
Ken Fortenberry wrote:
Peaceful Bill wrote:
Ken Fortenberry wrote:
Here's something you might want to chew on:

http://www.newyorker.com/talk/2008/1...ta_talk_angell

Enjoy !
Whatever. The article didn't even mention John Crowley. But then you
don't really know about what you speak anyway. And neither did the
author. Is he just another Fortenberry or does he have credibility.
Roger Angell ? Oh, he's just another one of the numerous
Ken Fortenberry wannabes at _The New Yorker_. LOL !!
FWIW, various members of the Alexis family and my family are friends,
and I know neither of you know of that which you claim to speak...
A friend of my cousin's girlfriend once had a flat tire right
outside of El Paso, Texas so I know you're just plain full of it.

Sheesh.

Uh-huh...lessee here...well, for starters, Lurita Doan is Lucien/Lucky
Alexis' daughter...BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Ohmigod, you're absolutely right then, no way does Roger Angell
graduate in the same Harvard class as Lurita Doan's daddy. I mean,
one doesn't even need the tinfoil hat to figure *that* out. You
should dash off a note to _The New Yorker_ post haste and inform
Roger Angell his memory has failed him.

Oh and please, cc that note to roff. It ought to be a real hoot.

--
Ken Fortenberry

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On Mon, 17 Nov 2008 07:09:02 -0600, Ken "Quackers" Fortenberry
quacked:

Quack, quack-quack quackity-quack quack quack....


quoted, in its entirety, just to emphasize where this discussion has
headed.g
Tom

Tom Littleton wrote:
wrote:
Ken "Quackers" Fortenberry quacked:
Quack, quack-quack quackity-quack quack quack....

quoted, in its entirety, just to emphasize where this discussion has
headed.g

Well, I'm going to have to go back and check but I'm almost
certain I was misquoted. I mean I can't remember any actual
quacking since I quit drinking tequila.

--
Ken Fortenberry

Ken Fortenberry wrote:
Tom Littleton wrote:
wrote:
Ken "Quackers" Fortenberry quacked:
Quack, quack-quack quackity-quack quack quack....

quoted, in its entirety, just to emphasize where this discussion has
headed.g

Well, I'm going to have to go back and check but I'm almost
certain I was misquoted. I mean I can't remember any actual
quacking since I quit drinking tequila.


Wasn't that around 4:00 this afternoon? Could hear your quacking 200
miles to the south.

(as I enjoy a particularly nice Zinfandel.)

Peaceful Bill wrote:
Ken Fortenberry wrote:
Well, I'm going to have to go back and check but I'm almost
certain I was misquoted. I mean I can't remember any actual
quacking since I quit drinking tequila.


Wasn't that around 4:00 this afternoon? Could hear your quacking 200
miles to the south.

Ah yes, the anonymous janitor weighs in from his single-wide
"day trader" emporium in South County.

You call yourself Piece Bob and I've added anonymous janitor.
I don't believe you actually get it. PBAJ, Peanut Butter And
Jelly, Piece Bob Anonymous Janitor. Get it ? LOL !!! Whew,
sometimes I slay myself.

So from now on I shall refer to you as Peanut if we're on a
first name basis or Mr. Jelly if you insist on formality.

--
Ken Fortenberry

Ken Fortenberry wrote:
Peaceful Bill wrote:
Ken Fortenberry wrote:
Well, I'm going to have to go back and check but I'm almost
certain I was misquoted. I mean I can't remember any actual
quacking since I quit drinking tequila.


Wasn't that around 4:00 this afternoon? Could hear your quacking 200
miles to the south.

Ah yes, the anonymous janitor weighs in from his single-wide
"day trader" emporium in South County.

You call yourself Piece Bob and I've added anonymous janitor.
I don't believe you actually get it. PBAJ, Peanut Butter And
Jelly, Piece Bob Anonymous Janitor. Get it ? LOL !!! Whew,
sometimes I slay myself.

Yes, Don Quixote. Please fall on your sword and slay yourself.


So from now on I shall refer to you as Peanut if we're on a
first name basis or Mr. Jelly if you insist on formality.


And for you, Don Quixote. Waving your sword at windmills. Similarly
out of touch with reality. Misinterpreting everything. Plenty of
windmills in Urbana.

Hey, what's it like being an unemployed computer techie hiding behind an
Apple toy computer? Not much demand for those, eh? Sorta like daycare
for middle-aged hamnpsters. (bwahahahahahahahaha)

Can't you find a real job?

Peaceful Bill wrote:

Hey, what's it like being an unemployed computer techie hiding behind an
Apple toy computer? Not much demand for those, eh? Sorta like daycare
for middle-aged hamnpsters. (bwahahahahahahahaha)

Can't you find a real job?

Who's hiding Mr. Jelly ? Certainly not me, I put my name to
everything I post and I'm in the Urbana phonebook. You're the
anonymous chicken**** who posts ignorant bull**** and nonsense
insults from the safety of Mommy's keyboard. And you should
know better than to take anything seriously rdean tosses out
when he's in snarky mode. I'm a semi-retired Unix weenie, the
semi being because there's plenty of freelance work on campus
that I can do if I wish between fishing trips.

--
Ken Fortenberry

Ken Fortenberry wrote:
Peaceful Bill wrote:

Hey, what's it like being an unemployed computer techie hiding behind
an Apple toy computer? Not much demand for those, eh? Sorta like
daycare for middle-aged hamnpsters. (bwahahahahahahahaha)

Can't you find a real job?

Who's hiding Mr. Jelly ? Certainly not me, I put my name to
everything I post and I'm in the Urbana phonebook. You're the
anonymous chicken**** who posts ignorant bull**** and nonsense
insults from the safety of Mommy's keyboard. And you should
know better than to take anything seriously rdean tosses out
when he's in snarky mode. I'm a semi-retired Unix weenie, the
semi being because there's plenty of freelance work on campus
that I can do if I wish between fishing trips.


Well, Don Quixote, I agree with the weenie part. That's certainly a
kinder way of describing that part.

Peaceful Bill wrote:
Ken Fortenberry wrote:
Peaceful Bill wrote:
Hey, what's it like being an unemployed computer techie hiding behind
an Apple toy computer? Not much demand for those, eh? Sorta like
daycare for middle-aged hamnpsters. (bwahahahahahahahaha)

Can't you find a real job?

Who's hiding Mr. Jelly ? Certainly not me, I put my name to
everything I post and I'm in the Urbana phonebook. You're the
anonymous chicken**** who posts ignorant bull**** and nonsense
insults from the safety of Mommy's keyboard. And you should
know better than to take anything seriously rdean tosses out
when he's in snarky mode. I'm a semi-retired Unix weenie, the
semi being because there's plenty of freelance work on campus
that I can do if I wish between fishing trips.

Well, Don Quixote, I agree with the weenie part. That's certainly a
kinder way of describing that part.

Does your Mommy know you're playing on her computer today
instead of taking your sanitation engineer classes at the
VoTech junior high ? It's no wonder you post anonymously,
if you didn't the truant officer would come down on you
like a ton of bricks on a rotten pumpkin and Mommy would
know what you've been up to.

Get back to school, little boy, and next year take a math
class.

--
Ken Fortenberry