From: Rob Strong (balthamel@geocities.com) Subject: Re: MLSB: Quater Century Newsgroups: rec.arts.sf.written.robert-jordan Date: 1999/07/02 Maggie wrote: > > In article <377A9A19.7C1E@webspan.net>, waldo@webspan.net painted in > Nutella on the kitchen wall... > > Mark Loy wrote: > > > Having Satan's child doesn't happen all _that_ often. > > > > YKYHBRTMRASFWRJW.... > > > > You scan the screen and you first register "having Sastan's child." > > I'd wager *that* happens with even less frequency... > Picture the scene: A classy, upscale singles bar filled with pleasant, attractive, intelligent people. (You all are *definitely* gonna have to use your imaginations there.) In walks Sastan, spies a lovely woman at the bar and sits down. "hi there sexxxy how r ya doin?" "Um, who are you?" "my name is student whats yorz?" "Uh, Jackie." "pleezed to meat you jacky do you read the weel of tyme?" "Actually, yes I do." "its sick about rand and elaine huh?" "What do you mean?" "there insestus relatshunship of corse." "What the hell are you talking about? They're not related? Just who were you again?" "my name is joy and-" "Wait, I thought your name was Student?" "nope its joy." "Well, anyway, what do you mean Rand and Elayne's incestuous relationship?" "its obveuz. they eech had parents who wur anduran roialty so they must be related." "That makes no sense at all! Are you even listening to yourself? That has to be the most dumbass, twisted pretzel logic I've ever heard! Hell, I feel bad demeaning the word 'logic' by applying it to that crappy reasoning." "it makes purfect sense if u wud just think about it. u r 2 buzy being intelictuly snobish to think tho. u r just like novak." "Listen here, Joy-" "my name is sastan." "What the Christ? What is your real name?" "sastan like i said befur but u were 2 buzy being rude and ignrant to listen u probly like those scarey gay pepple." "What in the name of the unholy fuck that created you does homosexuals have to do with anything?" "they r evil and scarey u are just like all the other pepple who like them so u r probly evil and scarey as well i feer them and all other pepple shud too." "Right. Whatever. Listen, why don't you go fuck yourself with a white-hot poker and get the hell out of here and don't ever come back!" "u know whut? im leeving here and not ever coming back im going to the club acros the streat wher the pepple r not rude and have superor atitudes!" "Great! Get lost! Kindly let the door hit you in the ass on the way out and knock you in front of a cement mixer!" I have way too much time on my hands, I know.[1] -- Robert Nelson Strong UIN: 10634737 [1] Hell, I even went to the trouble of creating bad metaphors!