--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "danfriedman2002" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote: > > Curtis, > > You deserve your misery. Don't think that visiting a message board > will improve that.
Misery? You got the wrong guy. > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "curtisdeltablues" > <curtisdeltablues@> wrote: > > > > > No wife, no family; a pathetic existance. Better luck with the > next > > > life, > > > > Seems like a pretty harsh judgment of Maharishi to me. After the > > passing of his life partner he just never ran into anyone who could > be > > called "His Divinity." > > > > > > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "danfriedman2002" > > <danfriedman2002@> wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > Turq, > > > > > > I went back and read a few of your posts to me (if you still can > > > remeMber, I requested that you not, but that was for your own > > > protection). I haven't read this one but expect it's the same > closed- > > > minded, antagonistic drivel. > > > > > > It appears that you somehow blame the U.S. for the terrorist > attacks, > > > while my frinds serve in the Middle East. You don't like Harlem, > so > > > what are your feelings about Jews? > > > > > > You do like fucking, when there are horses involved, so I expect > that > > > it's lonely at the beach. You moved to Spain, because you're an > > > outcast. > > > > > > No wife, no family; a pathetic existance. Better luck with the > next > > > life, but remember: > > > > > > > > > Strong belief and rutting against something, is NO CONVICTION AT > ALL. > > > > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, TurquoiseB <no_reply@> > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > [ The set is a Western-style saloon, a lot like > > > > the one in "Desperado," but with a lower class > > > > of clientele. ] > > > > > > > > Regular1: So WTF with this ME stuff, eh? > > > > > > > > Regular2: Yeah, WTF? > > > > > > > > Regular3: I hear that the whole territory around > > > > Fairfield has pretty much washed away, and they're > > > > still raising money for new butt-bouncers because > > > > they control the weather. WTF? > > > > > > > > WomanRegular1: But the ME *could* still work; it > > > > hasn't been thoroughly disproved yet! > > > > > > > > WomanRegular2: Yeah, and monkeys could fly out of > > > > my butt. That hasn't been disproved, either. > > > > > > > > GuysAtTheBar: Yeah! WTF! > > > > > > > > [ Just then a stranger walks in. Conversation stops > > > > for a moment as everyone turns to check him out. > > > > It doesn't take long. He's obviously from somewhere > > > > Back East, maybe even <spit> Neeeew Yawk. The > > > > stranger is such a dweeb that he doesn't realize > > > > that he's being checked out. ] > > > > > > > > Newb: So hey guys. I heard you talking about boats. > > > > You can't cross the river in more than one boat, > > > > you know. > > > > > > > > [ Deep silence, broken only by the clinking of > > > > glasses as everyone turns back to their beer and > > > > their real conversations. ] > > > > > > > > WomanRegular2: Sounds like there's a new preacher > > > > in town. <laughs> > > > > > > > > Newb: Why are you attacking me? Bartender! Why are > > > > you allowing this woman to attack me? > > > > > > > > Bartender: What woman? Oh, you mean Sal. Pay no > > > > attention to her...we don't. <laughter> > > > > > > > > Newb: But shouldn't you DO something? MODERATE > > > > her or something? > > > > > > > > Bartender: We don't really moderate around here, > > > > stranger. We don't think it's necessary. > > > > > > > > Newb: But this bar would be SO much better if you > > > > moderated...uh...people like this Sal, and kept > > > > her from attacking well-intentioned strangers! > > > > > > > > GuysAtTheBar: WTF? You don't LIKE our bar? > > > > > > > > Newb: I can tell that all of you people are low- > > > > vibe and unevolved and that you'd NEVER understand > > > > the complexity and the motives of someone as high > > > > and evolved as I am. So I'm going to stand here > > > > and shout at you for a while to try to uplift and > > > > educate you before I run away to the Victorian > > > > Teahouse, where I hear they know how to have a > > > > coherent conversation! > > > > > > > > Regular1: Did you hear something? > > > > > > > > Regular2: Just flies. Ignore them. To be honest, > > > > they make the beer taste better. > > > > > > > > Newb: But I'm INSULTING you! Don't you hear it? > > > > > > > > Regular3: So what *about* that ME bullshit, eh? > > > > > > > > Newb: Don't you DARE ignore me when I'm shouting > > > > at you and INSULTING you. Turn around and fight > > > > me before I run away! I demand that you treat > > > > me with the respect that I deserve. Turn around > > > > and FIGHT, you cowards!!! > > > > > > > > [ About seven or eight guys get up and start > > > > walking towards the Newb, who blanches visibly. > > > > He stares at them, terrified that at any moment > > > > they're going to reach for their guns and shoot > > > > him. They advance upon the Newb and surround > > > > him; he can smell the beer and flies on their > > > > breath. He watches in horror as, in unison, they > > > > reach their shootin' hands down. And unzip their > > > > pants with them, and then piss all over him. Then > > > > they turn around and walk back to the bar, or to > > > > their poker tables. ] > > > > > > > > Newb: Well, I sure showed you, didn't I?! You'll > > > > think twice before you dare ignore someone as > > > > highly evolved as I am in the future! > > > > > > > > [ The Newb stalks out. ] > > > > > > > > Regular1: So how much would YOU pay to see monkeys > > > > fly out of Sal's butt, eh? > > > > > > > > Regular2: Lots, dude. I mean, WTF?! > > > > > > > > Regular3: I'd swap my dome pass for tickets! > > > > > > > > [ Fade to gold, the bright, shining dharmakaya of > > > > the ancients, as everyone lifts their glass in > > > > unison and proposes a toast to the most important > > > > event of the day. ] > > > > > > > > Bartender: Let's hear it for monkeys flying out of > > > > Sal's but, eh? WTF! > > > > > > > > WholeBar: WTF! > > > > > > > > > >
