gsmith@BOSCO.BERKELEY.EDU (12/14/87)
In article <3615@hoptoad.UUCP>, tim@hoptoad.UUCP (Captain Carnage) writes: >Today the weather in San Francisco was partly cloudy reaching 55 degrees... (Followed by more flatulent lachrymistic oral incontinence.) Timmy boy, who cares? Everyone knows you have nothing useful to say on any subject of interest to people who read the net. Now you've taken to making pronouncements about the weather. (And invalid ones to boot!) What's the matter, Captain, no one paying any attention to your preadolescent crybaby nonsense anymore? That's good news! Too bad, little pissant. Go cry to mommy and daddy to buy you a network of your own, Timnet, to which you are the only contributor and (it goes without saying) the only subscriber. (Better yet, how about Carnage-Net!) What was your point in posting your condescending opinions about, of all things, THE WEATHER, Timmy? Trying to take credit for that, too? It seems your ego knows no bounds. Tell us about your standardized test scores one more time, please, Uncle Timmy? Why is it that you need to keep reminding us about how intelligent you are by telling us about your test scores, your IQ, and other irrelevant data? Could it be because you are incapable of demonstrating your intelligence through action? Those of us who possess real intelligence don't just talk about how much of it we have. Instead of spending so much time bragging and mocking other people you think aren't as bright as you imagine yourself to be, try having a real one on one with them. No, that would be too difficult for you, you fatheaded moron. Were you trying to see if I would pounce on and mutilate anything you write? No real point, your writing has always been of the self-mutilating variety, oh autologophagous one. Still, being part of that evil conspiracy out to destroy you (with good reason, of course) makes the opportunity to shred anything you say too tempting to resist. Read my lips, Captain, and repeat after me: I, Tim Maroney, have nothing to say. I am an idiot. I will henceforth submit to the authority of rightful net opiners like the Brahms Gang, and I will defer to their greater net wisdom. When I offend them, I will duly offer humble apology. (Humble? Timmy? There's a first time for everything.) And when they let me know what a subhuman waste trough I am, I will accept and acknowledge their declaration without retort or threat of legal action. Now, Timmy, when I count to three, you will wake up (another first) and you will only remember your newfound role as net clown, and live it to the fullest. Ready, Timmy? One... two... P.S. You STILL owe me an apology. ucbvax!garnet!gsmith Gene Ward Smith/Brahms Gang/Berkeley CA 94720 "As for my tendencies, these are obvious: I'm an electronic exhibitionist. I like screwing persons of either gender publically via the Usenet." -- ME