[net.suicide] about chuck not suicide

mr.mincemeat@syteka.UUCP (mr.mincemeat) (04/02/84)

	Welcome  to the final mincemonday!

	I have no annoying opinions today, neither any
	'scathing diatribes'; I have merely a quandary.
	I have maintained for some time a mostly jolly
	if confusing correspondence with cbosgd!ccf,
	or chuck, as he is wont to style himself; however,
	one of his coworkers, one cbosg!bob, has taken it
	upon himself to diagnose chuckie's malaise and
	despair, feelings altogether appropriate to the
	world we (some of us) live in, as being predicated
	on my correspondence with him; said bob, besides
	calling me some rather unkind names (shithead
	dickeater, for instance) and comparing my personal
	member to a bb, sizewise, has placed a snare program
	on my mail to chuck, of a sufficient calibre of
	wit to outsmart my feeble, netignorant attempts to
	circumvent it, so that I cannot write the chuck,
	neither to warn it of this pigboy's immoral
	interference with chuck's personal mail, or just to
	casually pass the time of day, which brings us to
	this posting. I am assuming, ignorant of such things
	as I am, that the gbosg!bob has sufficient wiles to
	filter the news that chuck reads, so that he will
	not see this posting either.  My request, then, is
	that somebody or somebodies advise chuck
	of this wormly behavior via mail or by a posting
	that isn't from me, that bobby can't trap out;
	Also, since the bob has threatened to kill my
	system (see?):

	*  did you lose this?  you're lucky that i have
	*  had pity on you and haven't blown your machine
	*  away.  i'll bet your dick is the size of a BB.
	*  just like your brain.  flandrena.

	if sites downwind from sytek start losing stuff,
	blame this loon. I never fail to be amazed at the
	massive numbers of marginal and over-the-edge
	pschotics this industry attracts.. I, myself, am
	going to get a job mopping up at an adult book
	store. It's lots more honest.


			mr.mincemeat

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