Carl
30th June 2001, 09:47.25 PM
As some of you may know, I fritter away time over at Yahoo Horseplayers United, where we essentially talk trash, pick a few horses and insult each other.
I just got nailed by one of our newer members (maybe, we also clone over there) and thought I would pass it on.
They all know I use HTR and bust me for it, but this is the best one I have been flamed with yet, so I am passing it on for your entertainment. I post there as Sql_Squirrel/Peep.
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...............HTR Headqaurters...........
1313 Mockingbird Lane
Washington, D.C.
The desk of Zen Massa,
HTR King
Dear ___sql squirrel____,
This is to inform you that I have some good news and I have some bad news.
The bad news is, you are hereby being tossed from our group unceremoniously for the reasons given below.
The good news is we, as an organization that prides ourselves on taking the high road at all times, don't have to put up with your sorry a$$ anymore.
We have tried so hard as a group to ease you out, however you just can't take a hint. First, we haven't responded to your posts on our BBS. Second, we paid your wife off with Eskimo Bars to delay you a week in your arrival to Las Vegas.
That was my idea. I'll be damned YOU'RE riding in my limo, and drinking MY expensive booze!
Those 2 things didn't work so I had to take drastic measures. I had a horse's head placed on the pillow next to you in bed in your hotel room, which I thought would be the dead giveaway that we wanted you to use Formulator2. But that didn't work either.
Instead, you felt the horse's head in the dark, stroked it, and said "Honey! You finally took off all that makeup after ten years! You haven't turned me on this much since the dumpster experiment we had!"
So, desperate times calls for measured calculations. We have to let you go. You've been post nothing but losing days on the net and we can't have that here. We have a reputation to uphold.
Speaking of the high road.....you could smoke 5 J's, drive on top of the road itself and not know the meaning of "high raod." What an embarrassment you've turned out to be.
I hope this missive doesn't find you in the dark alleys of Ontario, in those clown shoes of yours, looking into trash cans for half-eaten sandwiches. The welfare system over there is much too attractive for someone of your skills (or lack thereof).
In closing, please feel free to continue to check in on the successes of your former HTR breathren as we win contest after contest. Don't let the fact that you hacen't won squat with the same data get you TOO depressed.
Ciao baby,
Zen
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Wicked bunch over there, that's for sure!
later,
Carl
I just got nailed by one of our newer members (maybe, we also clone over there) and thought I would pass it on.
They all know I use HTR and bust me for it, but this is the best one I have been flamed with yet, so I am passing it on for your entertainment. I post there as Sql_Squirrel/Peep.
==============================================
...............HTR Headqaurters...........
1313 Mockingbird Lane
Washington, D.C.
The desk of Zen Massa,
HTR King
Dear ___sql squirrel____,
This is to inform you that I have some good news and I have some bad news.
The bad news is, you are hereby being tossed from our group unceremoniously for the reasons given below.
The good news is we, as an organization that prides ourselves on taking the high road at all times, don't have to put up with your sorry a$$ anymore.
We have tried so hard as a group to ease you out, however you just can't take a hint. First, we haven't responded to your posts on our BBS. Second, we paid your wife off with Eskimo Bars to delay you a week in your arrival to Las Vegas.
That was my idea. I'll be damned YOU'RE riding in my limo, and drinking MY expensive booze!
Those 2 things didn't work so I had to take drastic measures. I had a horse's head placed on the pillow next to you in bed in your hotel room, which I thought would be the dead giveaway that we wanted you to use Formulator2. But that didn't work either.
Instead, you felt the horse's head in the dark, stroked it, and said "Honey! You finally took off all that makeup after ten years! You haven't turned me on this much since the dumpster experiment we had!"
So, desperate times calls for measured calculations. We have to let you go. You've been post nothing but losing days on the net and we can't have that here. We have a reputation to uphold.
Speaking of the high road.....you could smoke 5 J's, drive on top of the road itself and not know the meaning of "high raod." What an embarrassment you've turned out to be.
I hope this missive doesn't find you in the dark alleys of Ontario, in those clown shoes of yours, looking into trash cans for half-eaten sandwiches. The welfare system over there is much too attractive for someone of your skills (or lack thereof).
In closing, please feel free to continue to check in on the successes of your former HTR breathren as we win contest after contest. Don't let the fact that you hacen't won squat with the same data get you TOO depressed.
Ciao baby,
Zen
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Wicked bunch over there, that's for sure!
later,
Carl