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from: song and dance
16 Sep 2006
21:27:49
67.164.61.245
I invented specious, Corky. You can't lay no boojie-woojie on the king of rock 'n roll. What could have been a passable attempt at a specious argument - that ol' "I knew you were going to do this, so I did that" - after-the-fact probe just don't cut it. Strictly amateur maneuver. Know how I know? Of course you don't, but in five years of trying to get you to stop insulting everyone's intelligence and go back to how things used to be - before you thought it should be the obituary column of an Oddfellow's Home newsletter with you as some sort of balding, mullet'd Dan Rather wannabe, we used to communicate like big boys. I remember, and so does everybody else. Your petty distraction-action has been so fucking transparent for so long that it seems like just a ghost of the person you USED to be, madly jumping rope behind a one-way mirror. You know you post that shit simply because you are having a half-decade long tantrum, not because of any of my attempts to get you to put on long pants, get your finger out of your nose and hang out with the rest of us like an intelligent fucking human being for a goddamn change. Boy, you sure had me fooled. Yup. Got me good, Corky.
