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From: chuqui@nsc.UUCP (The Phantom)
Newsgroups: net.singles
Subject: Foot in mouth, bird in hand
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Date: Tue, 26-Feb-85 02:58:46 EST
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Posted: Tue Feb 26 02:58:46 1985
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[This is your mother speaking-- eat your lima beans!]

sigh-- the children are into the dirty magazines again, Harry-- get the
baseball bat! 

Folks, it looks like it is time for our semi-annual swill contest... I keep
hoping it won't happen, but sure enough someone decides to get funny and
post something they find humorous. I like feet, personally. In fact, I
rarely go anywhere without at least two-- sometimes four-- and they are
some of my favorite bodily parts. But the problem with posting 'cute'
postings is that 'cute' tends to be very much in the eye of the beholder--
the stuff that has popped up recently would have been burnt by Larry Flynt,
that great moral stanchion of the upper perverse. 

If you're trying to be funny, I don't think you succeeded. Besides, it
should have gone into net.jokes, not net.singles-- we run a class joint
here, see? Most of us prefer to see articles with substance-- wet dreams
don't normally count. If you REALLY, truly, want to write porn, I suggest
that you study the experts a bit more-- that was as poor an excuse for
erotica that I've seen in, oh, days... If you're interested in references,
drop me a line-- I can pass pointers to some people who can really write
the stuff. 

Please folks, lets try to keep a perspective on why we're here. Sex is
nice, but sex on a computer only gets the disk heads dirty. I wasn't at all
impressed with our friend Frosty (you know, the shoeman? *ugh*) and I'm
sure he's succeeded in either bothering, upsetting, or irritating a fair
number of other readers as well. I don't want to see it turn into a
flame-athon, though-- lets just pretend it wasn't there and perhaps we'll
be lucky, he'll crawl into a hole, the thing will go away quietly, and we
can go back to the business at hand.

This has been an unpaid political announcement by your mother. Eat your
lima beans, you little twerp, or you'll grow up to look like chuqui.


-- 
From behind the eight ball:                       Chuq Von Rospach
{cbosgd,fortune,hplabs,ihnp4,seismo}!nsc!chuqui   nsc!chuqui@decwrl.ARPA

We'll be recording at the Paradise Friday night. Live, on the Death label.