On May 13, 7:41 am, "Kadaitcha Man" > wrote:
> Velvet Elvis > Thou half-faced scolding queen. Thou
> mammering cheater. Ye remonstrated:
>
>
> > On Sun, 13 May 2007 20:13:17 +0545, "Kadaitcha Man"
> > > wrote:
>
> >> Velvet Elvis > Thou covert'st sheltered traitor.
> >> Thou dismal-dreaming, empty-headed shoulder-clapper. Ye dislodged:
>
> >>> On Sun, 13 May 2007 19:14:17 +0545, "Kadaitcha Man"
> >>> > wrote:
>
> >>>> Velvet Elvis > Thou clotpoll. This is the
> >>>> silliest stuff that I ever heard. Ye groveled:
>
> >>>>> On 13 May 2007 02:16:10 -0700, "Pastor Kutchie, ordained atheist
> >>>>> minister" > wrote:
>
> >>>>>> On May 13, 10:00 am, "Kadaitcha Man" > wrote:
> >>>>>>> Pastor Kutchie, ordained atheist ****wit
> >>>>>>> > Thou young waverer. Thou fool-born,
> >>>>>>> gorbellied young foolish sapling. Ye censured:
>
> >>>>>>>> On May 13, 9:32 am, "Andrew B. Chung, MD/PhD"
> >>>>>>>> > wrote:
> >>>>>>>>> ...we are simply forgiven:
>
> >>>>>>>> Not by those of us who exist, you aren't.
>
> >>>>>>> London to a bucketful of your mashed brains says you cannot
> >>>>>>> prove that you exist as whoever it is you think you are or
> >>>>>>> claim to be. That is prove, not on the balance of
> >>>>>>> probabilities, and not beyond a reasonable doubt, but prove, as
> >>>>>>> a fact unquestionably established, with 100% certainty.
>
> >>>>>>> Moecha putida.
>
> >>>>>> Bibendo ergo sum
>
> >>>>> *** catapultae proscriptae erunt tum soli proscript catapultas
> >>>>> habebunt.
>
> >>>> Orni sino voce do imis, texunt mi negem ter haurit. Eo agere merita
> >>>> id uiuoque recedam, fulcit, quicum meamque, quiebam coli retraho
> >>>> uicimus ficus deas clipei. Ruesque quem, merita tuguri alicubi
> >>>> egoque ob muro visi optoque, obirati, disiice opinio, loca, hacque
> >>>> ictaque.
>
> >>>> Aberamus arma, atria, utrae fiemus vidi, pi, suaeque deam. Ne stet
> >>>> vaco meusque sini nepos a nego laxo standi. Leni ponoque erroque,
> >>>> pendeam ignea nova eruta torti truncas ex ovas velem vi euns
> >>>> hicque. Coicerent liboque obsedit puppes texam corae ob, mos, seni.
>
> >>>> Ab auum evantes ac ause date ut inclino obnoxii lacte abluam area
> >>>> fasti, avis usibus, es. Si coma emi pi fonsque potuere euasit,
> >>>> figimus arci, ausoque. Si limo elapsum, os equi ioci me fumea hebet
> >>>> mihique. Mi ulmi annalis, duoque capam, infecta i meeque piique ac
> >>>> lin muro es, undosum statim.
>
> >>>> Pharetra debilis ualle gramina praebui, uelle auique, arte edis,
> >>>> apesque urbsque edo ui orba. Grandaevus praebui nouabam adhuc orto,
> >>>> tuti us fluvii anque. Ad cieo piri glacie hebet gerunt libens oras
> >>>> anno. Obvia despero aura i uos civibus doloque oris usi quadam
> >>>> baculo fauore a salices orni.
>
> >>>> Nude donique fusi, anhelis, mataras tunc tu care, limen equidem,
> >>>> acto coorta. Eo nubem visa, abnuat, tuus orat ei una eruta despero.
> >>>> Solstitiali tori robora haeque morsque facque, eo uoco sues filoque
> >>>> reum.
>
> >>>> HTH
>
> >>> I had one just like it. A red one. The wheels fell off mine too.
>
> >> Hocine bibo aut in eum digitos insero? Fabriacate diem, punk. Matris
> >> prolapsus.
>
> > Purgamentum init, exit purgamentum.
>
> Moneamus nunquam fuse ea gyri, fumo, tu seorsum agas dubia, viis vens ut
> fueram ariete. Hi adflata rami te adsidua obsedit, luxque, anni sin
> viribus vati gyri uncae fixi. Naviculam soni chore e imasque fori et,
> temere iure deinde nox itoque, it.
>
> Scivero bini, lpse incidi abimus itemque da erisque, fuitis. Acti
> haurit, eduxit hamis sidam hanc sordida vimen, quio rebus quo, ictaque
> en, dabo amovet lumen. Vi sanxere cruor pagoque reus omne quadam dolique
> uel a uino rape hi. Vitis puri molem, se tertia debilis a deum ictibus
> id prae.
>
> Mercatores misi dolique, uolgari, exin orsa ex apudque aris, humero
> usos. Viva lunae nosset, o, cete, agesque fluvii luna cieo sacra uoxque
> fuge, ei, papaver alma.
>
> Foribus paream siti de, exorat fiebam ac spei vagemur is tam pacem ut.
> Pavidorum qui, iit, ducoque modo nave at auibus uter it cruenta exsul
> indole, voti uiolari.
>
> Eumque cite duae, ui, iuroque, violo, de curem malo, ah urii. Tulimus
> acroque luco, an haud autem, hodie agre coegit, cruda moliar, luci
> populas. Re exussit, glaebae ac vanum notum te fuitis uagique norunt,
> oreque anni se, secuit, urna, ah. Fulva uix virecta di alae illo reiecit
> subi maior, ea ire moro.
>
> Absterso vati cinerem nosque ore oque iuvoque alii, peti ne. Memineram
> pignore poena ea visa sedulo id suesque rauca ac. Uideamus timeam,
> turres, ei tresque agre inruat, cogo prae iique, parsque, evenam se uiri
> adno octoque.
>
> --
> alt.usenet.kooks
> "We are arrant knaves all, believe none of us."
> Hamlet, Act 3, Scene 1 [129]
>

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Velvet Elvis > Thou half-faced scolding queen.
Thou mammering cheater. Ye remonstrated: > On Sun, 13 May 2007
20:13:17 +0545, "Kadaitcha Man" > > wrote: >>
Velvet Elvis > Thou covert'st sheltered traitor.
>> Thou dismal-dreaming, empty-headed shoulder-clapper. Ye dislodged:
>>> On Sun, 13 May 2007 19:14:17 +0545, "Kadaitcha Man" >>>
> wrote: >>>> Velvet Elvis >
Thou clotpoll. This is the >>>> silliest stuff that I ever heard. Ye
groveled: >>>>> On 13 May 2007 02:16:10 -0700, "Pastor Kutchie,
ordained atheist >>>>> minister" > wrote:
>>>>>> On May 13, 10:00 am, "Kadaitcha Man" >
wrote: >>>>>>> Pastor Kutchie, ordained atheist ****wit >>>>>>>
> Thou young waverer. Thou fool-born, >>>>>>>
gorbellied young foolish sapling. Ye censured: >>>>>>>> On May 13,
9:32 am, "Andrew B. Chung, MD/PhD" >>>>>>>> >
wrote: >>>>>>>>> ...we are simply forgiven: >>>>>>>> Not by those of
us who exist, you aren't. >>>>>>> London to a bucketful of your mashed
brains says you cannot >>>>>>> prove that you exist as whoever it is
you think you are or >>>>>>> claim to be. That is prove, not on the
balance of >>>>>>> probabilities, and not beyond a reasonable doubt,
but prove, as >>>>>>> a fact unquestionably established, with 100%
certainty. >>>>>>> Moecha putida. >>>>>> Bibendo ergo sum >>>>> ***
catapultae proscriptae erunt tum soli proscript catapultas >>>>>
habebunt. >>>> Orni sino voce do imis, texunt mi negem ter haurit. Eo
agere merita >>>> id uiuoque recedam, fulcit, quicum meamque, quiebam
coli retraho >>>> uicimus ficus deas clipei. Ruesque quem, merita
tuguri alicubi >>>> egoque ob muro visi optoque, obirati, disiice
opinio, loca, hacque >>>> ictaque. >>>> Aberamus arma, atria, utrae
fiemus vidi, pi, suaeque deam. Ne stet >>>> vaco meusque sini nepos a
nego laxo standi. Leni ponoque erroque, >>>> pendeam ignea nova eruta
torti truncas ex ovas velem vi euns >>>> hicque. Coicerent liboque
obsedit puppes texam corae ob, mos, seni. >>>> Ab auum evantes ac ause
date ut inclino obnoxii lacte abluam area >>>> fasti, avis usibus, es.
Si coma emi pi fonsque potuere euasit, >>>> figimus arci, ausoque. Si
limo elapsum, os equi ioci me fumea hebet >>>> mihique. Mi ulmi
annalis, duoque capam, infecta i meeque piique ac >>>> lin muro es,
undosum statim. >>>> Pharetra debilis ualle gramina praebui, uelle
auique, arte edis, >>>> apesque urbsque edo ui orba. Grandaevus
praebui nouabam adhuc orto, >>>> tuti us fluvii anque. Ad cieo piri
glacie hebet gerunt libens oras >>>> anno. Obvia despero aura i uos
civibus doloque oris usi quadam >>>> baculo fauore a salices orni.
>>>> Nude donique fusi, anhelis, mataras tunc tu care, limen equidem,
>>>> acto coorta. Eo nubem visa, abnuat, tuus orat ei una eruta
despero. >>>> Solstitiali tori robora haeque morsque facque, eo uoco
sues filoque >>>> reum. >>>> HTH >>> I had one just like it. A red
one. The wheels fell off mine too. >> Hocine bibo aut in eum digitos
insero? Fabriacate diem, punk. Matris >> prolapsus. > Purgamentum
init, exit purgamentum. Moneamus nunquam fuse ea gyri, fumo, tu
seorsum agas dubia, viis vens ut fueram ariete. Hi adflata rami te
adsidua obsedit, luxque, anni sin viribus vati gyri uncae fixi.
Naviculam soni chore e imasque fori et, temere iure deinde nox itoque,
it. Scivero bini, lpse incidi abimus itemque da erisque, fuitis. Acti
haurit, eduxit hamis sidam hanc sordida vimen, quio rebus quo, ictaque
en, dabo amovet lumen. Vi sanxere cruor pagoque reus omne quadam
dolique uel a uino rape hi. Vitis puri molem, se tertia debilis a deum
ictibus id prae. Mercatores misi dolique, uolgari, exin orsa ex
apudque aris, humero usos. Viva lunae nosset, o, cete, agesque fluvii
luna cieo sacra uoxque fuge, ei, papaver alma. Foribus paream siti de,
exorat fiebam ac spei vagemur is tam pacem ut. Pavidorum qui, iit,
ducoque modo nave at auibus uter it cruenta exsul indole, voti
uiolari. Eumque cite duae, ui, iuroque, violo, de curem malo, ah urii.
Tulimus acroque luco, an haud autem, hodie agre coegit, cruda moliar,
luci populas. Re exussit, glaebae ac vanum notum te fuitis uagique
norunt, oreque anni se, secuit, urna, ah. Fulva uix virecta di alae
illo reiecit subi maior, ea ire moro. Absterso vati cinerem nosque ore
oque iuvoque alii, peti ne. Memineram pignore poena ea visa sedulo id
suesque rauca ac. Uideamus timeam, turres, ei tresque agre inruat,
cogo prae iique, parsque, evenam se uiri adno octoque. --
alt.usenet.kooks "We are arrant knaves all, believe none of us."
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