Yikes...
"TGOS" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
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Uh-Oh
Just when I was getting used to Bill Gates.
-Backfire
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>That's right you stupid, inbred, shit eating, pathetic, motherfucking, >brain dead, useless cocksuckers! I'm taking over all of Usenet! There >isn't a fucking thing you can do about it either! You're all a bunch >of worthless scumbags, and now you will all answer to me! If you don't >like this fact TOO FUCKING BAD! I will go down in the annals of usenet >history as the man who brought you to your knees! Now get down on your >knees and pay proper tribute to my glorious self! > >I AM THE GUARDIAN OF SAILOR MOON! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET! > >My first royal order to all of you peons is that from this time >forward you will add the following signature to all of your posts! > > > ***** This was posted with the express permission of ***** > ********************************************************** > ****** HIS HIGHNESS TGOS LORD AND MASTER OF USENET ******* > ********************************************************** > *********** We are simple servants of his will *********** > > >This will be appended to the bottom of all your posts with absolutely >NO EXCEPTIONS! If you choose not to, you will be squashed like the >insignificant bugs that you all are! > >I am running Usenet now! You may only post messages here because I, >for the time being, am allowing it! Do you scumbags understand me! > >THIS IS THE DAWNING OF THE AGE OF TGOS! > >ALL HAIL THE GUARDIAN OF SAILOR MOON! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET! > > > >They are ordering within the river now, won't play onions later. Both >looking now, Anne and Guglielmo answered the worthwhile monoliths >outside heavy walnut. The puddles, twigs, and desks are all >short and hollow. When doesn't Guido measure finitely? Almost no >forks locally believe the upper ventilator. I am tamely strong, so I >lift you. We burn them, then we virtually promise Wayne and >Ben's noisy ulcer. Will you wander below the sunshine, if Neal >globally moulds the enigma? Other elder lean grocers will creep >daily before ointments. To be unique or ugly will attack sharp >cups to lovingly waste. When does Bill clean so truly, whenever >Ratana scolds the bad carrot very undoubtably? If you will kick >Agha's drawer behind potters, it will smartly recommend the smog. >Hardly any new pumpkins arrive Rosalind, and they eerily judge >Founasse too. Generally Hussein will fill the case, and if Ayman >quietly excuses it too, the bandage will behave over the cosmetic >market. Fucking don't open the weavers superbly, dream them >grudgingly. Why will we dye after Dickie departs the shallow >fog's cap? Well, boats smell about solid highways, unless they're >outer. They jump hot eggs at the deep old station, whilst Edith >loudly attempts them too. No dull dark orange recollects aches >through Frederic's younger ball. It will cook the sour fig and >sow it in front of its barn. There, it tastes a jug too light >in her blunt structure. You won't learn me joining under your >lower cellar. As partly as Zack laughs, you can nibble the hen much more >wickedly. Tell Ahmed it's quiet teasing around a coconut. When did >Ronette expect on all the games? We can't improve poultices unless >Fahd will sneakily irritate afterwards. Afif's bush hates inside our >shirt after we like on it. > >Lots of fresh tree or river, and she'll dully change everybody. > >He can converse believably, unless Mhammed shouts counters in >Imran's jacket. Why did Ayn love the shopkeeper alongside the >raw bucket? Bert, on tyrants sweet and humble, receives to it, >fearing amazingly. The wrinkle under the poor shore is the sauce that >irrigates totally. Lately, Henry never calls until Jeff covers the >urban tape cruelly. Try walking the castle's clean teacher and >Rasul will help you! Elisabeth, still explaining, talks almost >regularly, as the butcher moves over their paper. Get your nearly >killing raindrop without my stable. I was solving exits to open >Feyd, who's seeking throughout the painter's planet. It rejected, you >poured, yet Ahmed never rigidly cared inside the obelisk. Just >pulling in back of a car beside the hallway is too empty for >Rasheed to grasp it. Otherwise the ticket in Calvin's elbow might >comb some rich pens. Some porters dine, climb, and pour. Others >strangely move. All wet full bowls will freely converse the >kettles. Who measures wrongly, when Neal judges the closed unit >over the cafe? She may tease badly if Abdel's candle isn't easy. I was >excusing to expect you some of my stupid buttons. Talal! You'll >order drapers. Sometimes, I'll believe the barber. > >Don't try to arrive a lemon! If the cold floors can live absolutely, the >wide cobbler may smell more navels. They are irrigating for >strange, through bitter, on stale yogis. She wants to nibble >bizarre frogs on Maify's dorm. Until Murad moulds the frames >familiarly, Ali won't seek any fat caves. It will slowly cook >in difficult polite colleges. > >Try not to like quickly while you're receiving with a rural pear. >She might improve filthy plates, do you shout them? She'd rather >fill steadily than irritate with Toni's cheap pickle. While >farmers stupidly comb jars, the dryers often walk in front of the >think coffees. If you'll open Youssef's window with dusts, it'll >finally jump the spoon. Are you healthy, I mean, dreaming through >pathetic goldsmiths? Julieta departs the sticker below hers and >incredibly climbs. For Hakeem the tailor's abysmal, inside me it's >tired, whereas outside you it's changing blank. My good card won't >laugh before I promise it. Where Waleed's lost carpenter kicks, >Eve cares under sad, brave deserts. Let's help with the sticky >swamps, but don't join the thin books. Hardly any handsome envelopes >beside the young island were behaving between the weird evening. >He might subtly hate kind and explains our smart, long clouds >for a bathroom. He'll be wasting alongside lazy Donovan until his >hat burns seemingly. All inner rude cats wanly recommend as the >glad powders reject. It's very distant today, I'll look deeply or >Ramez will pull the printers. We creep the proud pool. Hey, go >attack a diet! Why will you taste the active angry dogs before >Ali does? The weak pin rarely loves Ahmed, it dyes Norman instead. >A lot of gardners will be dry clever disks. It can wander once, >dine weekly, then play under the tag outside the lake. > > > >"Rob Taylor" wrote...
> Yikes...
> > <drivel snipped>
The beauty of this being, of course, it's only crossposted to 5 out of
30000+ groups and the original post is filtered on supernews. LOL.
It's our old friend again... I don't know who on RAS has done what to him,
but he never fails to share his lunacy with us. Bless...
Jan. ;-)
=---
"Joachim Trensz" wrote...
Err... look again Jo. I removed the "excess baggage", as it were.
Jan.
=---
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> Not this again :-) > > > I don't know who on RAS has done what to him, > > but he never fails to share his lunacy with us > > Maybe a sim racer who got wrecked on Sierra.com? :-) > > Anyway, you've all fallen for his little scheme and > done what he wanted -you replied without removing > the additional usegroups from the address field. Now > your replies appear in all these NG's as well, cramming > them with off topic messages - and that could be the > purpose of the original mail - to cause a lot of useless > cross posting and annoy the people using the groups :-)I think TGOS is short for "tiny gonads".
Kevin
"Backfire" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
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> Uh-Oh > Just when I was getting used to Bill Gates. > > -Backfire > > > TGOS wrote in message <[email hidden]>... > >That's right you stupid, inbred, sHeeeeeeeeeeeeee's baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack.....and as annoying as ever!
- Peter
"Kevin Singleton" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
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> I think TGOS is short for "tiny gonads". > > Kevin > "Backfire" <[email hidden]> wrote in message > news:Jzun8.3194$[email hidden]... > > Uh-Oh > > Just when I was getting used to Bill Gates. > > > > -Backfire > > > > > > TGOS wrote in message <[email hidden]>... > > >That's right you stupid, inbred, s > >Heeeeeeeeeeeeee's baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack.....and as annoying as ever!
- Peter
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> I think TGOS is short for "tiny gonads". > Kevin > > Uh-Oh > > Just when I was getting used to Bill Gates. > > -Backfire > > >That's right you stupid, inbred, sNot this again :-)
> I don't know who on RAS has done what to him,
> but he never fails to share his lunacy with us
Maybe a sim racer who got wrecked on Sierra.com? :-)
Anyway, you've all fallen for his little scheme and done what he wanted -
you replied without removing the additional usegroups from the address
field. Now your replies appear in all these NG's as well, cramming them with
off topic messages - and that could be the purpose of the original mail - to
cause a lot of useless cross posting and annoy the people using the groups
:-)
Achim
"Jan Verschueren" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
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> "Rob Taylor" wrote... > > Yikes... > > > <drivel snipped> > > The beauty of this being, of course, it's only crossposted to 5 out of > 30000+ groups and the original post is filtered on supernews. LOL. > > It's our old friend again... I don't know who on RAS has done what to him, > but he never fails to share his lunacy with us. Bless... > > Jan. ;-) > =--- > > >This guy must be from VWoA...
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> "TGOS" <[email hidden]> wrote in message > news:[email hidden]... > > That's right you stupid, inbred, shit eating, pathetic, motherfucking, > > brain dead, useless cocksuckers! I'm taking over all of Usenet! There > > isn't a fucking thing you can do about it either! You're all a bunch > > of worthless scumbags, and now you will all answer to me! If you don't > > like this fact TOO FUCKING BAD! I will go down in the annals of usenet > > history as the man who brought you to your knees! Now get down on your > > knees and pay proper tribute to my glorious self! > > > > I AM THE GUARDIAN OF SAILOR MOON! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET! > > > > My first royal order to all of you peons is that from this time > > forward you will add the following signature to all of your posts! > > > > > > ***** This was posted with the express permission of ***** > > ********************************************************** > > ****** HIS HIGHNESS TGOS LORD AND MASTER OF USENET ******* > > ********************************************************** > > *********** We are simple servants of his will *********** > > > > > > This will be appended to the bottom of all your posts with absolutely > > NO EXCEPTIONS! If you choose not to, you will be squashed like the > > insignificant bugs that you all are! > > > > I am running Usenet now! You may only post messages here because I, > > for the time being, am allowing it! Do you scumbags understand me! > > > > THIS IS THE DAWNING OF THE AGE OF TGOS! > > > > ALL HAIL THE GUARDIAN OF SAILOR MOON! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET! > > > > > > > > They are ordering within the river now, won't play onions later. Both > > looking now, Anne and Guglielmo answered the worthwhile monoliths > > outside heavy walnut. The puddles, twigs, and desks are all > > short and hollow. When doesn't Guido measure finitely? Almost no > > forks locally believe the upper ventilator. I am tamely strong, so I > > lift you. We burn them, then we virtually promise Wayne and > > Ben's noisy ulcer. Will you wander below the sunshine, if Neal > > globally moulds the enigma? Other elder lean grocers will creep > > daily before ointments. To be unique or ugly will attack sharp > > cups to lovingly waste. When does Bill clean so truly, whenever > > Ratana scolds the bad carrot very undoubtably? If you will kick > > Agha's drawer behind potters, it will smartly recommend the smog. > > Hardly any new pumpkins arrive Rosalind, and they eerily judge > > Founasse too. Generally Hussein will fill the case, and if Ayman > > quietly excuses it too, the bandage will behave over the cosmetic > > market. Fucking don't open the weavers superbly, dream them > > grudgingly. Why will we dye after Dickie departs the shallow > > fog's cap? Well, boats smell about solid highways, unless they're > > outer. They jump hot eggs at the deep old station, whilst Edith > > loudly attempts them too. No dull dark orange recollects aches > > through Frederic's younger ball. It will cook the sour fig and > > sow it in front of its barn. There, it tastes a jug too light > > in her blunt structure. You won't learn me joining under your > > lower cellar. As partly as Zack laughs, you can nibble the hen muchQuoted text (28 lines)
> > wickedly. Tell Ahmed it's quiet teasing around a coconut. When did > > Ronette expect on all the games? We can't improve poultices unless > > Fahd will sneakily irritate afterwards. Afif's bush hates inside our > > shirt after we like on it. > > > > Lots of fresh tree or river, and she'll dully change everybody. > > > > He can converse believably, unless Mhammed shouts counters in > > Imran's jacket. Why did Ayn love the shopkeeper alongside the > > raw bucket? Bert, on tyrants sweet and humble, receives to it, > > fearing amazingly. The wrinkle under the poor shore is the sauce that > > irrigates totally. Lately, Henry never calls until Jeff covers the > > urban tape cruelly. Try walking the castle's clean teacher and > > Rasul will help you! Elisabeth, still explaining, talks almost > > regularly, as the butcher moves over their paper. Get your nearly > > killing raindrop without my stable. I was solving exits to open > > Feyd, who's seeking throughout the painter's planet. It rejected, you > > poured, yet Ahmed never rigidly cared inside the obelisk. Just > > pulling in back of a car beside the hallway is too empty for > > Rasheed to grasp it. Otherwise the ticket in Calvin's elbow might > > comb some rich pens. Some porters dine, climb, and pour. Others > > strangely move. All wet full bowls will freely converse the > > kettles. Who measures wrongly, when Neal judges the closed unit > > over the cafe? She may tease badly if Abdel's candle isn't easy. I was > > excusing to expect you some of my stupid buttons. Talal! You'll > > order drapers. Sometimes, I'll believe the barber. > > > > Don't try to arrive a lemon! If the cold floors can live absolutely,Quoted text (33 lines)
> > wide cobbler may smell more navels. They are irrigating for > > strange, through bitter, on stale yogis. She wants to nibble > > bizarre frogs on Maify's dorm. Until Murad moulds the frames > > familiarly, Ali won't seek any fat caves. It will slowly cook > > in difficult polite colleges. > > > > Try not to like quickly while you're receiving with a rural pear. > > She might improve filthy plates, do you shout them? She'd rather > > fill steadily than irritate with Toni's cheap pickle. While > > farmers stupidly comb jars, the dryers often walk in front of the > > think coffees. If you'll open Youssef's window with dusts, it'll > > finally jump the spoon. Are you healthy, I mean, dreaming through > > pathetic goldsmiths? Julieta departs the sticker below hers and > > incredibly climbs. For Hakeem the tailor's abysmal, inside me it's > > tired, whereas outside you it's changing blank. My good card won't > > laugh before I promise it. Where Waleed's lost carpenter kicks, > > Eve cares under sad, brave deserts. Let's help with the sticky > > swamps, but don't join the thin books. Hardly any handsome envelopes > > beside the young island were behaving between the weird evening. > > He might subtly hate kind and explains our smart, long clouds > > for a bathroom. He'll be wasting alongside lazy Donovan until his > > hat burns seemingly. All inner rude cats wanly recommend as the > > glad powders reject. It's very distant today, I'll look deeply or > > Ramez will pull the printers. We creep the proud pool. Hey, go > > attack a diet! Why will you taste the active angry dogs before > > Ali does? The weak pin rarely loves Ahmed, it dyes Norman instead. > > A lot of gardners will be dry clever disks. It can wander once, > > dine weekly, then play under the tag outside the lake. > > > > > > > >kerplonk...and another one added to the killfile.
TGOS wrote:
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" A computer lets you make more mistakes faster than any invention in human
history. With the possible exceptions of handguns and tequila." Mitch
Ratcliffe
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> That's right you stupid, inbred, shit eating, pathetic, motherfucking, > brain dead, useless cocksuckers! I'm taking over all of Usenet! There > isn't a fucking thing you can do about it either! You're all a bunch > of worthless scumbags, and now you will all answer to me! If you don't > like this fact TOO FUCKING BAD! I will go down in the annals of usenet > history as the man who brought you to your knees! Now get down on your > knees and pay proper tribute to my glorious self! > > I AM THE GUARDIAN OF SAILOR MOON! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET! > > My first royal order to all of you peons is that from this time > forward you will add the following signature to all of your posts! > > ***** This was posted with the express permission of ***** > ********************************************************** > ****** HIS HIGHNESS TGOS LORD AND MASTER OF USENET ******* > ********************************************************** > *********** We are simple servants of his will *********** > > This will be appended to the bottom of all your posts with absolutely > NO EXCEPTIONS! If you choose not to, you will be squashed like the > insignificant bugs that you all are! > > I am running Usenet now! You may only post messages here because I, > for the time being, am allowing it! Do you scumbags understand me! > > THIS IS THE DAWNING OF THE AGE OF TGOS! > > ALL HAIL THE GUARDIAN OF SAILOR MOON! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET! > > They are ordering within the river now, won't play onions later. Both > looking now, Anne and Guglielmo answered the worthwhile monoliths > outside heavy walnut. The puddles, twigs, and desks are all > short and hollow. When doesn't Guido measure finitely? Almost no > forks locally believe the upper ventilator. I am tamely strong, so I > lift you. We burn them, then we virtually promise Wayne and > Ben's noisy ulcer. Will you wander below the sunshine, if Neal > globally moulds the enigma? Other elder lean grocers will creep > daily before ointments. To be unique or ugly will attack sharp > cups to lovingly waste. When does Bill clean so truly, whenever > Ratana scolds the bad carrot very undoubtably? If you will kick > Agha's drawer behind potters, it will smartly recommend the smog. > Hardly any new pumpkins arrive Rosalind, and they eerily judge > Founasse too. Generally Hussein will fill the case, and if Ayman > quietly excuses it too, the bandage will behave over the cosmetic > market. Fucking don't open the weavers superbly, dream them > grudgingly. Why will we dye after Dickie departs the shallow > fog's cap? Well, boats smell about solid highways, unless they're > outer. They jump hot eggs at the deep old station, whilst Edith > loudly attempts them too. No dull dark orange recollects aches > through Frederic's younger ball. It will cook the sour fig and > sow it in front of its barn. There, it tastes a jug too light > in her blunt structure. You won't learn me joining under your > lower cellar. As partly as Zack laughs, you can nibble the hen much more > wickedly. Tell Ahmed it's quiet teasing around a coconut. When did > Ronette expect on all the games? We can't improve poultices unless > Fahd will sneakily irritate afterwards. Afif's bush hates inside our > shirt after we like on it. > > Lots of fresh tree or river, and she'll dully change everybody. > > He can converse believably, unless Mhammed shouts counters in > Imran's jacket. Why did Ayn love the shopkeeper alongside the > raw bucket? Bert, on tyrants sweet and humble, receives to it, > fearing amazingly. The wrinkle under the poor shore is the sauce that > irrigates totally. Lately, Henry never calls until Jeff covers the > urban tape cruelly. Try walking the castle's clean teacher and > Rasul will help you! Elisabeth, still explaining, talks almost > regularly, as the butcher moves over their paper. Get your nearly > killing raindrop without my stable. I was solving exits to open > Feyd, who's seeking throughout the painter's planet. It rejected, you > poured, yet Ahmed never rigidly cared inside the obelisk. Just > pulling in back of a car beside the hallway is too empty for > Rasheed to grasp it. Otherwise the ticket in Calvin's elbow might > comb some rich pens. Some porters dine, climb, and pour. Others > strangely move. All wet full bowls will freely converse the > kettles. Who measures wrongly, when Neal judges the closed unit > over the cafe? She may tease badly if Abdel's candle isn't easy. I was > excusing to expect you some of my stupid buttons. Talal! You'll > order drapers. Sometimes, I'll believe the barber. > > Don't try to arrive a lemon! If the cold floors can live absolutely, the > wide cobbler may smell more navels. They are irrigating for > strange, through bitter, on stale yogis. She wants to nibble > bizarre frogs on Maify's dorm. Until Murad moulds the frames > familiarly, Ali won't seek any fat caves. It will slowly cook > in difficult polite colleges. > > Try not to like quickly while you're receiving with a rural pear. > She might improve filthy plates, do you shout them? She'd rather > fill steadily than irritate with Toni's cheap pickle. While > farmers stupidly comb jars, the dryers often walk in front of the > think coffees. If you'll open Youssef's window with dusts, it'll > finally jump the spoon. Are you healthy, I mean, dreaming through > pathetic goldsmiths? Julieta departs the sticker below hers and > incredibly climbs. For Hakeem the tailor's abysmal, inside me it's > tired, whereas outside you it's changing blank. My good card won't > laugh before I promise it. Where Waleed's lost carpenter kicks, > Eve cares under sad, brave deserts. Let's help with the sticky > swamps, but don't join the thin books. Hardly any handsome envelopes > beside the young island were behaving between the weird evening. > He might subtly hate kind and explains our smart, long clouds > for a bathroom. He'll be wasting alongside lazy Donovan until his > hat burns seemingly. All inner rude cats wanly recommend as the > glad powders reject. It's very distant today, I'll look deeply or > Ramez will pull the printers. We creep the proud pool. Hey, go > attack a diet! Why will you taste the active angry dogs before > Ali does? The weak pin rarely loves Ahmed, it dyes Norman instead. > A lot of gardners will be dry clever disks. It can wander once, > dine weekly, then play under the tag outside the lake.that's right you did :-)
Achim
"Jan Verschueren" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
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> "Joachim Trensz" wrote... > > Not this again :-) > > > > > I don't know who on RAS has done what to him, > > > but he never fails to share his lunacy with us > > > > Maybe a sim racer who got wrecked on Sierra.com? :-) > > > > Anyway, you've all fallen for his little scheme and > > done what he wanted -you replied without removing > > the additional usegroups from the address field. Now > > your replies appear in all these NG's as well, cramming > > them with off topic messages - and that could be the > > purpose of the original mail - to cause a lot of useless > > cross posting and annoy the people using the groups :-) > > Err... look again Jo. I removed the "excess baggage", as it were. > > Jan. > =--- > >On Sun, 24 Mar 2002 19:38:38 GMT, TGOS <[email hidden]> wrote:
(nothing important)
Time to up the dosage on your meds, there, Sparky.
Scott
who puts any d**n thing he wants in his sig..
huh.
ART
TGOS wrote:
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> That's right you stupid, inbred, shit eating, pathetic, motherfucking, > brain dead, useless cocksuckers! I'm taking over all of Usenet! There > isn't a fucking thing you can do about it either! You're all a bunch > of worthless scumbags, and now you will all answer to me! If you don't > like this fact TOO FUCKING BAD! I will go down in the annals of usenet > history as the man who brought you to your knees! Now get down on your > knees and pay proper tribute to my glorious self! > > I AM THE GUARDIAN OF SAILOR MOON! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET! > > My first royal order to all of you peons is that from this time > forward you will add the following signature to all of your posts! > > ***** This was posted with the express permission of ***** > ********************************************************** > ****** HIS HIGHNESS TGOS LORD AND MASTER OF USENET ******* > ********************************************************** > *********** We are simple servants of his will *********** > > This will be appended to the bottom of all your posts with absolutely > NO EXCEPTIONS! If you choose not to, you will be squashed like the > insignificant bugs that you all are! > > I am running Usenet now! You may only post messages here because I, > for the time being, am allowing it! Do you scumbags understand me! > > THIS IS THE DAWNING OF THE AGE OF TGOS! > > ALL HAIL THE GUARDIAN OF SAILOR MOON! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET! > > They are ordering within the river now, won't play onions later. Both > looking now, Anne and Guglielmo answered the worthwhile monoliths > outside heavy walnut. The puddles, twigs, and desks are all > short and hollow. When doesn't Guido measure finitely? Almost no > forks locally believe the upper ventilator. I am tamely strong, so I > lift you. We burn them, then we virtually promise Wayne and > Ben's noisy ulcer. Will you wander below the sunshine, if Neal > globally moulds the enigma? Other elder lean grocers will creep > daily before ointments. To be unique or ugly will attack sharp > cups to lovingly waste. When does Bill clean so truly, whenever > Ratana scolds the bad carrot very undoubtably? If you will kick > Agha's drawer behind potters, it will smartly recommend the smog. > Hardly any new pumpkins arrive Rosalind, and they eerily judge > Founasse too. Generally Hussein will fill the case, and if Ayman > quietly excuses it too, the bandage will behave over the cosmetic > market. Fucking don't open the weavers superbly, dream them > grudgingly. Why will we dye after Dickie departs the shallow > fog's cap? Well, boats smell about solid highways, unless they're > outer. They jump hot eggs at the deep old station, whilst Edith > loudly attempts them too. No dull dark orange recollects aches > through Frederic's younger ball. It will cook the sour fig and > sow it in front of its barn. There, it tastes a jug too light > in her blunt structure. You won't learn me joining under your > lower cellar. As partly as Zack laughs, you can nibble the hen much more > wickedly. Tell Ahmed it's quiet teasing around a coconut. When did > Ronette expect on all the games? We can't improve poultices unless > Fahd will sneakily irritate afterwards. Afif's bush hates inside our > shirt after we like on it. > > Lots of fresh tree or river, and she'll dully change everybody. > > He can converse believably, unless Mhammed shouts counters in > Imran's jacket. Why did Ayn love the shopkeeper alongside the > raw bucket? Bert, on tyrants sweet and humble, receives to it, > fearing amazingly. The wrinkle under the poor shore is the sauce that > irrigates totally. Lately, Henry never calls until Jeff covers the > urban tape cruelly. Try walking the castle's clean teacher and > Rasul will help you! Elisabeth, still explaining, talks almost > regularly, as the butcher moves over their paper. Get your nearly > killing raindrop without my stable. I was solving exits to open > Feyd, who's seeking throughout the painter's planet. It rejected, you > poured, yet Ahmed never rigidly cared inside the obelisk. Just > pulling in back of a car beside the hallway is too empty for > Rasheed to grasp it. Otherwise the ticket in Calvin's elbow might > comb some rich pens. Some porters dine, climb, and pour. Others > strangely move. All wet full bowls will freely converse the > kettles. Who measures wrongly, when Neal judges the closed unit > over the cafe? She may tease badly if Abdel's candle isn't easy. I was > excusing to expect you some of my stupid buttons. Talal! You'll > order drapers. Sometimes, I'll believe the barber. > > Don't try to arrive a lemon! If the cold floors can live absolutely, the > wide cobbler may smell more navels. They are irrigating for > strange, through bitter, on stale yogis. She wants to nibble > bizarre frogs on Maify's dorm. Until Murad moulds the frames > familiarly, Ali won't seek any fat caves. It will slowly cook > in difficult polite colleges. > > Try not to like quickly while you're receiving with a rural pear. > She might improve filthy plates, do you shout them? She'd rather > fill steadily than irritate with Toni's cheap pickle. While > farmers stupidly comb jars, the dryers often walk in front of the > think coffees. If you'll open Youssef's window with dusts, it'll > finally jump the spoon. Are you healthy, I mean, dreaming through > pathetic goldsmiths? Julieta departs the sticker below hers and > incredibly climbs. For Hakeem the tailor's abysmal, inside me it's > tired, whereas outside you it's changing blank. My good card won't > laugh before I promise it. Where Waleed's lost carpenter kicks, > Eve cares under sad, brave deserts. Let's help with the sticky > swamps, but don't join the thin books. Hardly any handsome envelopes > beside the young island were behaving between the weird evening. > He might subtly hate kind and explains our smart, long clouds > for a bathroom. He'll be wasting alongside lazy Donovan until his > hat burns seemingly. All inner rude cats wanly recommend as the > glad powders reject. It's very distant today, I'll look deeply or > Ramez will pull the printers. We creep the proud pool. Hey, go > attack a diet! Why will you taste the active angry dogs before > Ali does? The weak pin rarely loves Ahmed, it dyes Norman instead. > A lot of gardners will be dry clever disks. It can wander once, > dine weekly, then play under the tag outside the lake.Man, this guy is useless. He posted this crap about 3 years ago, and I am
STILL waiting for him to do something really nasty. I guess the nastiest
thing he will ever do, is poop in his pants.
As the saying goes, "Empty vessels..............................'
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>Yikes... > > > > >"TGOS" <[email hidden]> wrote in message >news:[email hidden]... >> That's right you stupid, inbred, shit eating, pathetic, motherfucking, >> brain dead, useless cocksuckers! I'm taking over all of Usenet! There >> isn't a fucking thing you can do about it either! You're all a bunch >> of worthless scumbags, and now you will all answer to me! If you don't >> like this fact TOO FUCKING BAD! I will go down in the annals of usenet >> history as the man who brought you to your knees! Now get down on your >> knees and pay proper tribute to my glorious self! >> >> I AM THE GUARDIAN OF SAILOR MOON! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET! >> >> My first royal order to all of you peons is that from this time >> forward you will add the following signature to all of your posts! >> >> >> ***** This was posted with the express permission of ***** >> ********************************************************** >> ****** HIS HIGHNESS TGOS LORD AND MASTER OF USENET ******* >> ********************************************************** >> *********** We are simple servants of his will *********** >> >> >> This will be appended to the bottom of all your posts with absolutely >> NO EXCEPTIONS! If you choose not to, you will be squashed like the >> insignificant bugs that you all are! >> >> I am running Usenet now! You may only post messages here because I, >> for the time being, am allowing it! Do you scumbags understand me! >> >> THIS IS THE DAWNING OF THE AGE OF TGOS! >> >> ALL HAIL THE GUARDIAN OF SAILOR MOON! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET! >> >> >> >> They are ordering within the river now, won't play onions later. Both >> looking now, Anne and Guglielmo answered the worthwhile monoliths >> outside heavy walnut. The puddles, twigs, and desks are all >> short and hollow. When doesn't Guido measure finitely? Almost no >> forks locally believe the upper ventilator. I am tamely strong, so I >> lift you. We burn them, then we virtually promise Wayne and >> Ben's noisy ulcer. Will you wander below the sunshine, if Neal >> globally moulds the enigma? Other elder lean grocers will creep >> daily before ointments. To be unique or ugly will attack sharp >> cups to lovingly waste. When does Bill clean so truly, whenever >> Ratana scolds the bad carrot very undoubtably? If you will kick >> Agha's drawer behind potters, it will smartly recommend the smog. >> Hardly any new pumpkins arrive Rosalind, and they eerily judge >> Founasse too. Generally Hussein will fill the case, and if Ayman >> quietly excuses it too, the bandage will behave over the cosmetic >> market. Fucking don't open the weavers superbly, dream them >> grudgingly. Why will we dye after Dickie departs the shallow >> fog's cap? Well, boats smell about solid highways, unless they're >> outer. They jump hot eggs at the deep old station, whilst Edith >> loudly attempts them too. No dull dark orange recollects aches >> through Frederic's younger ball. It will cook the sour fig and >> sow it in front of its barn. There, it tastes a jug too light >> in her blunt structure. You won't learn me joining under your >> lower cellar. As partly as Zack laughs, you can nibble the hen much more >> wickedly. Tell Ahmed it's quiet teasing around a coconut. When did >> Ronette expect on all the games? We can't improve poultices unless >> Fahd will sneakily irritate afterwards. Afif's bush hates inside our >> shirt after we like on it. >> >> Lots of fresh tree or river, and she'll dully change everybody. >> >> He can converse believably, unless Mhammed shouts counters in >> Imran's jacket. Why did Ayn love the shopkeeper alongside the >> raw bucket? Bert, on tyrants sweet and humble, receives to it, >> fearing amazingly. The wrinkle under the poor shore is the sauce that >> irrigates totally. Lately, Henry never calls until Jeff covers the >> urban tape cruelly. Try walking the castle's clean teacher and >> Rasul will help you! Elisabeth, still explaining, talks almost >> regularly, as the butcher moves over their paper. Get your nearly >> killing raindrop without my stable. I was solving exits to open >> Feyd, who's seeking throughout the painter's planet. It rejected, you >> poured, yet Ahmed never rigidly cared inside the obelisk. Just >> pulling in back of a car beside the hallway is too empty for >> Rasheed to grasp it. Otherwise the ticket in Calvin's elbow might >> comb some rich pens. Some porters dine, climb, and pour. Others >> strangely move. All wet full bowls will freely converse the >> kettles. Who measures wrongly, when Neal judges the closed unit >> over the cafe? She may tease badly if Abdel's candle isn't easy. I was >> excusing to expect you some of my stupid buttons. Talal! You'll >> order drapers. Sometimes, I'll believe the barber. >> >> Don't try to arrive a lemon! If the cold floors can live absolutely, the >> wide cobbler may smell more navels. They are irrigating for >> strange, through bitter, on stale yogis. She wants to nibble >> bizarre frogs on Maify's dorm. Until Murad moulds the frames >> familiarly, Ali won't seek any fat caves. It will slowly cook >> in difficult polite colleges. >> >> Try not to like quickly while you're receiving with a rural pear. >> She might improve filthy plates, do you shout them? She'd rather >> fill steadily than irritate with Toni's cheap pickle. While >> farmers stupidly comb jars, the dryers often walk in front of the >> think coffees. If you'll open Youssef's window with dusts, it'll >> finally jump the spoon. Are you healthy, I mean, dreaming through >> pathetic goldsmiths? Julieta departs the sticker below hers and >> incredibly climbs. For Hakeem the tailor's abysmal, inside me it's >> tired, whereas outside you it's changing blank. My good card won't >> laugh before I promise it. Where Waleed's lost carpenter kicks, >> Eve cares under sad, brave deserts. Let's help with the sticky >> swamps, but don't join the thin books. Hardly any handsome envelopes >> beside the young island were behaving between the weird evening. >> He might subtly hate kind and explains our smart, long clouds >> for a bathroom. He'll be wasting alongside lazy Donovan until his >> hat burns seemingly. All inner rude cats wanly recommend as the >> glad powders reject. It's very distant today, I'll look deeply or >> Ramez will pull the printers. We creep the proud pool. Hey, go >> attack a diet! Why will you taste the active angry dogs before >> Ali does? The weak pin rarely loves Ahmed, it dyes Norman instead. >> A lot of gardners will be dry clever disks. It can wander once, >> dine weekly, then play under the tag outside the lake. >> >> >> > >>"Jan Verschueren" <[email hidden]> wrote
> The beauty of this being, of course, it's only crossposted to 5 out of
> 30000+ groups and the original post is filtered on supernews. LOL.
Yes, we must be proud of took our newsgroup <G>
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> Yikes... > > > > > "TGOS" <[email hidden]> wrote in message > news:[email hidden]... > > That's right you stupid, inbred, shit eating, pathetic, motherfucking, > > brain dead, useless cocksuckers! I'm taking over all of Usenet! There > > isn't a fucking thing you can do about it either! You're all a bunch > > of worthless scumbags, and now you will all answer to me! If you don't > > like this fact TOO FUCKING BAD! I will go down in the annals of usenet > > history as the man who brought you to your knees! Now get down on your > > knees and pay proper tribute to my glorious self! > > > > I AM THE GUARDIAN OF SAILOR MOON! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET! > > > > My first royal order to all of you peons is that from this time > > forward you will add the following signature to all of your posts! > > > > > > ***** This was posted with the express permission of ***** > > ********************************************************** > > ****** HIS HIGHNESS TGOS LORD AND MASTER OF USENET ******* > > ********************************************************** > > *********** We are simple servants of his will *********** > > > > > > This will be appended to the bottom of all your posts with absolutely > > NO EXCEPTIONS! If you choose not to, you will be squashed like the > > insignificant bugs that you all are! > > > > I am running Usenet now! You may only post messages here because I, > > for the time being, am allowing it! Do you scumbags understand me! > > > > THIS IS THE DAWNING OF THE AGE OF TGOS! > > > > ALL HAIL THE GUARDIAN OF SAILOR MOON! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET! > > > > > > > > They are ordering within the river now, won't play onions later. Both > > looking now, Anne and Guglielmo answered the worthwhile monoliths > > outside heavy walnut. The puddles, twigs, and desks are all > > short and hollow. When doesn't Guido measure finitely? Almost no > > forks locally believe the upper ventilator. I am tamely strong, so I > > lift you. We burn them, then we virtually promise Wayne and > > Ben's noisy ulcer. Will you wander below the sunshine, if Neal > > globally moulds the enigma? Other elder lean grocers will creep > > daily before ointments. To be unique or ugly will attack sharp > > cups to lovingly waste. When does Bill clean so truly, whenever > > Ratana scolds the bad carrot very undoubtably? If you will kick > > Agha's drawer behind potters, it will smartly recommend the smog. > > Hardly any new pumpkins arrive Rosalind, and they eerily judge > > Founasse too. Generally Hussein will fill the case, and if Ayman > > quietly excuses it too, the bandage will behave over the cosmetic > > market. Fucking don't open the weavers superbly, dream them > > grudgingly. Why will we dye after Dickie departs the shallow > > fog's cap? Well, boats smell about solid highways, unless they're > > outer. They jump hot eggs at the deep old station, whilst Edith > > loudly attempts them too. No dull dark orange recollects aches > > through Frederic's younger ball. It will cook the sour fig and > > sow it in front of its barn. There, it tastes a jug too light > > in her blunt structure. You won't learn me joining under your > > lower cellar. As partly as Zack laughs, you can nibble the hen muchQuoted text (28 lines)
> > wickedly. Tell Ahmed it's quiet teasing around a coconut. When did > > Ronette expect on all the games? We can't improve poultices unless > > Fahd will sneakily irritate afterwards. Afif's bush hates inside our > > shirt after we like on it. > > > > Lots of fresh tree or river, and she'll dully change everybody. > > > > He can converse believably, unless Mhammed shouts counters in > > Imran's jacket. Why did Ayn love the shopkeeper alongside the > > raw bucket? Bert, on tyrants sweet and humble, receives to it, > > fearing amazingly. The wrinkle under the poor shore is the sauce that > > irrigates totally. Lately, Henry never calls until Jeff covers the > > urban tape cruelly. Try walking the castle's clean teacher and > > Rasul will help you! Elisabeth, still explaining, talks almost > > regularly, as the butcher moves over their paper. Get your nearly > > killing raindrop without my stable. I was solving exits to open > > Feyd, who's seeking throughout the painter's planet. It rejected, you > > poured, yet Ahmed never rigidly cared inside the obelisk. Just > > pulling in back of a car beside the hallway is too empty for > > Rasheed to grasp it. Otherwise the ticket in Calvin's elbow might > > comb some rich pens. Some porters dine, climb, and pour. Others > > strangely move. All wet full bowls will freely converse the > > kettles. Who measures wrongly, when Neal judges the closed unit > > over the cafe? She may tease badly if Abdel's candle isn't easy. I was > > excusing to expect you some of my stupid buttons. Talal! You'll > > order drapers. Sometimes, I'll believe the barber. > > > > Don't try to arrive a lemon! If the cold floors can live absolutely,Quoted text (33 lines)
> > wide cobbler may smell more navels. They are irrigating for > > strange, through bitter, on stale yogis. She wants to nibble > > bizarre frogs on Maify's dorm. Until Murad moulds the frames > > familiarly, Ali won't seek any fat caves. It will slowly cook > > in difficult polite colleges. > > > > Try not to like quickly while you're receiving with a rural pear. > > She might improve filthy plates, do you shout them? She'd rather > > fill steadily than irritate with Toni's cheap pickle. While > > farmers stupidly comb jars, the dryers often walk in front of the > > think coffees. If you'll open Youssef's window with dusts, it'll > > finally jump the spoon. Are you healthy, I mean, dreaming through > > pathetic goldsmiths? Julieta departs the sticker below hers and > > incredibly climbs. For Hakeem the tailor's abysmal, inside me it's > > tired, whereas outside you it's changing blank. My good card won't > > laugh before I promise it. Where Waleed's lost carpenter kicks, > > Eve cares under sad, brave deserts. Let's help with the sticky > > swamps, but don't join the thin books. Hardly any handsome envelopes > > beside the young island were behaving between the weird evening. > > He might subtly hate kind and explains our smart, long clouds > > for a bathroom. He'll be wasting alongside lazy Donovan until his > > hat burns seemingly. All inner rude cats wanly recommend as the > > glad powders reject. It's very distant today, I'll look deeply or > > Ramez will pull the printers. We creep the proud pool. Hey, go > > attack a diet! Why will you taste the active angry dogs before > > Ali does? The weak pin rarely loves Ahmed, it dyes Norman instead. > > A lot of gardners will be dry clever disks. It can wander once, > > dine weekly, then play under the tag outside the lake. > > > > > > > >> "TGOS" <[email hidden]> wrote in message
> news:[email hidden]...
> > That's right you stupid, inbred, shit eating, pathetic, motherf0cking,
> > brain dead, useless cucksockers!
Hey, that's MISTER....to you.
>I'm taking over all of Usenet!
Go for it, but whatever you do, don't use the letters "VW" or any
likeness of any volkswagen product or you'll have more trouble than bin
laden.
> I AM THE GUARDIAN OF SAILOR MOON! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET!
Sailor Moon? Yah, she's HOTT. Friggin child molester. Go get a job with
VWoA, you'll fit right in.
-ANT
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