Take your head out of your ass and think for a moment. You are a product of stupidity and peoples that are bad. Our entire economic system is WRONG. It was all just invented as a result of not being able to find enough foood. Here is what happaned. Skelator came down from Jupitor in 1789 and stole all da food. He-Man, with great bravery, took it back and inprisoned Skelator. But he casted a magical spell over America. A curse. It was called ECONOMICS! See? How you stupid you are. You won't even need a computer if you have plenty of food.

-- Byman Hloomstock (moron@fuckwit.com), June 29, 2000

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My Dear Mr.Hloomstock,

Brother Ra ought to really love you! Hang around for awhile, he needs something to occupy his feeble mind with (the dust motes swirling in the sun's rays filtering through the window of his window) must get boring to him sometimes. And you are just what he needs to fill out his long and (supposedly) boring days and nights LOL

"As for me...I shall finish the Game"!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Shakey~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

-- Shakey (in_a_bunker@forty.feet), June 29, 2000.

Byman you are so right, you just keep coming here and telling us how right you are. We are so stupid, if only we had a computer we could eat it, but you are so smart you could survive without a computer.

-- Brian wannabe (dumb@as.he), June 29, 2000.

Shakey, what I really love is when smart asses like you trip-up and show youre not so clever. I have suspected for a long time that you are not quite the stupid old drunk that you would like us to think you are. Your post above will make my point. Where, all of a sudden, did you find the skills to craft a few words together without butchering the Queens English? A real idiot should get more respect than someone should, that works at being an idiot. BTW, what ever happened to your life threatening illness. You are nothing but a bullshitting con artist and are not worthy of debate.

-- Ra (tion@l.1(hovering at 40 feet)), June 29, 2000.

My Dear Mr. Ra,

Sir it is kind of you to conceed that at times you "just Might" leap to an erroneous conclusion about some one.

And your error proned asumptions about me being an alcoholic rates an all time high, even for you.

Saving for a fallen comrade, a person who I loved like a brother. A person who asked but just one thing of me. "To have a drink for him, upon a certain date". Saving for that one night a year, when I have my drinks with comrades of long ago. The rest of the year, I am a Tee Totaler sir! I DO Not like the effects that alcohol imparts to me. And as a child, being forced to watch while "John Barley Corn" destoyed; first my favorite uncle, then my half brother and half sister. No..I do not drink, eve socially. For I know that there is every likelhood that alcohoalism is hereditary. And I "Hate" being the slave to any habits.

As for my life threatening malady Mr. Ra! It is MY life threatening condition. And it effects no one else but me. My grand mother once,(actually several times) told me that "if you laugh! The world laughs with you..But if you cry, you cry alone."

Thusly, I have made out my last will and testament. And having done that. I wil continue on with my life. For how ever long it either lasts (or I accept the conditions that said malady has enforced upon me).

I truely mourn the knowledge that I can never return to the physically demanding tasks of my chosen career

-- Shakey (in_a_bunker@forty.feet), June 29, 2000.

Odd..

My repy to your "warm" feelings toward me Mr. Ra, seemed to have posted itself before I was finished.

As I was saying...I shall have to find another vocation/career, one which does not make demands for prolonged physical strength. And just so you will not ask sir..My concern is for others working with or around me. In thirty-five years of professional life, I have not once had a working partner hurt. I do not intend to have one hurt now, simply because I was too proud to admit that I could not hold up my end.

As to my supposedly literary skills..It is true that back in the 70s' I did managed to have some of my poor thoughts published on another of the three subjects I do know LOL

Said subject being the theme of Lost Treasures in the old west. But I ceased that literary effort...Why? I researched those stories ( we call them leads) spending literally hundreds of hours on possibly just one (lead). There where and are curators in several museums( and one or two archaeologists) through out the south west who know me by face ( and one handle or another).. That I have tipped off about a possibly a unknown site.

Well Mr. Ra...I have run out of time and grow tired of talking about myself..Why don't we just admit that neither of us likes the "inter net" other and let it go at that LOL

"As for me...I shall finish the Game"!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Shakey~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

-- Shakey (in_a_bunker@forty.feet), June 29, 2000.

oooOOOPS! The Queen is not happy.

-- Ra (tion@l.1), June 29, 2000.