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Aug 3, 2001, 7:52pm

testing

Aug 3, 2001, 9:01pm

You numbnut.. refresh your newgroups.. this is the wrong one.. don't come to
the NG anyway.. you are a pussy-bitch..

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Aug 3, 2001, 9:23pm

hey! long time no see, nice seeing you :-)
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Aug 3, 2001, 9:29pm

Welcome...and that was a typical AW responce...

If ur not perfect in here...you get flamed :o)

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Aug 4, 2001, 1:49am

Then I guess we all will be flamed, since NONE of us are perfect :-)

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Aug 4, 2001, 3:45am

i am hahaha jk ;-)



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Aug 4, 2001, 11:09am

this isn't chat. no point in replying like that.

KAH

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Aug 4, 2001, 3:45pm

Then what exactly is it? A wrestling arena?

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Aug 4, 2001, 10:47pm

This is to many people and didn't want to just reply to one person to draw
attention to them..

IHNK - You are an idiot.. you won't survive here... just leave... you're not
glad to see me... and you're FAR from perfect... DON'T post stupid things...
b/c I will be the first to flame your stupid ass...

Mike Zimmer - We ALL know you aren't perfect...

KAH - Bout time you posted something useful...

Aug 5, 2001, 4:07am

Didn't you once promise to leave and never come back?

Please do and do not come back with a different name.

Volker

Aug 5, 2001, 4:52am

"This is to many people "
should be...This is too many people
and, too many people? Its only three, but I guess that's a high number for
you to count to,with your IQ :-)

"Mike Zimmer - We ALL know you aren't perfect..."
Well, I said NONE of us, which also means me.


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Aug 5, 2001, 3:59pm

Oh my.. here let me explain..

Couple = 2
Few = 3 or more
Many = How ever I damn well want it to mean..

Two = "I have two fish"
To = "I gave my fish to a idiot named Mike Zimmer"
Too = "There are too many idiots in this NG."

Get it yet?

And for Ananas.. yes I did say that.. but there are so many idiots here that
I didn't want to make them miss me so I came back..

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Aug 5, 2001, 4:50pm

Actually, Mike, "to" is correct grammar. For example, you compose a
newsgroup post "to" someone, not "too" someone.

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Aug 5, 2001, 5:22pm

Well, she used it in was many people. It also could be used in that there
were many people he was addressing it to. So, too and to would be correct in
how he used it.

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Aug 5, 2001, 5:23pm

I don't want your stinking fish! Take them back you crazy mofo.

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Aug 5, 2001, 5:40pm

I cant type today

Well, he used it as in there were many people he was replying to. It also
could be used in that there
were many people he was addressing it to. So, too and to would be correct in
how he used it.

Aug 5, 2001, 6:46pm

And the idiot continues to post off-topic shit...

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Aug 5, 2001, 6:48pm

No.. read my examples idiot.. you're wrong..

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Aug 6, 2001, 4:04pm

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Don't mind me , I'm just feeding the energy monster .


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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore-
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door-
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;-
This it is, and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you"- here I opened wide the door;-
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering,
fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore!"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"-
Merely this, and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice:
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore-
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;-
'Tis the wind and nothing more."

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and
flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed
he;But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door-
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door-
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no
craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore-
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door-
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore."

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered-
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have flown
before-
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
Then the bird said, "Nevermore."

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore-
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
Of 'Never- nevermore'."

But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and
door;
Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore-
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking "Nevermore."

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he
hath sent thee
Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!- prophet still, if bird or
devil!-
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted-
On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore-
Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil- prophet still, if bird or
devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us- by that God we both adore-
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked,
upstarting-
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my
door!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the
floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted- nevermore!

Aug 6, 2001, 8:28pm

I hope to god that isn't a signature.. I didn't read it for it was too long
(see Mike too long, not to long)..
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Aug 6, 2001, 8:58pm

Good! You finally got them straight!

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Aug 7, 2001, 3:02am

[View Quote] Good grief no !
www.poemuseum.org
it's Edgar Allen Poe's "The Raven"

Aug 7, 2001, 2:28pm

I had them right idiot.. YOU didn't..

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