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  ::26.11.04:: WoesIf you are trying to click on the link to Lustre below or at the side and it doesn't work it is because I've exceeded my bandwidth for the month.
Comments:   The world would be a better place without it.
 
  Well maybe I've read of too many porn actresses committing suicide. The latest was in Marina del Rey. She hung herself, in her brand new bathroom.
  I love porn, you say? You're wrong, I despise it, for the same reason I despise pimps, child tamperers, and other degenerates. There's lots of things I'd love to do, but self respect holds me back. Self respect - not the law.
  Blah, blah, blah. You sound like some old guy who always wanted to do something worthwhile with his life, but has to make do with spouting his conservative views of the world via internet trolling, in a condescending tone of voice.
  What's this? A message for me? At 12:08? In the a.m? (Golly, must be the porno hour.) Well hang on, I'll just think up a sensitive reply. You have to watch out nowadays. One false move and you're greeting the beak.
  Oh!- my goodness gracious golly me, but you're upset alright! Gone nuts. So how long has this been griping you? All day?
  R.H, you're trying to use the most cliched methods of arguing online - and it's truly sad.
  The only complaint I've ever had from a lady was in a sleeper compartment on a train going up to Brisbane. She said I wasn't romantic enough. She complained quite a bit. Well she was mean far as I'm concerned, in the morning she got off at Sydney and I couldn't even bite her for five bucks. So how's that?
  Bugger the internet. Do you think I care about the internet? Do you think it's my bloody life? I'm not on it for long. Never intended to be. I'm nearing the end.
  Oh boy. I suspected that you were a loony before, but now you've proved it.
  RH - you don't approve of porn, yet you own 5 inflatable sex dolls? How does that work?
  It works by pumping them up. But the local servo won't let me use their air hose anymore. Motorists have complained. The dirty dogs!
  OOOOOOOH! Bitchy today, aren't we! Shivers! You sound just like Molly Meldrum: an old queen in a cowboy hat. But dearie, settle down please, personal abuse isn't nice. Is calling someone a worthless little shit nice? No, we don't think so. But all the same, we sure wish we had the bitchy talent to come up with that sort of venom. My golly, yes.
  1. The only one getting over excited here is you, RH. By the way, does the "R" stand for repressed? You seem mightily threatened by the thought that some people actually enjoy porn.
  Come off it, what a joke; people read porn for a perv, not for good writing. And you know it.
  Oh well, if you want me to shut up I can call it quits. It's just personal abuse, nothing else.
  And I'll tell you something anonymous, just on the quiet. You would never call me those things to my face. It'd take guts. Guts you don't have.
  I've been looking forward to your reply, R.H. I expected that you'd hit me with some more neocon blather, and that you'd completely fail to actually address any of the facts that I have used to make you look like the fool you are. And returning home tonight, what do I find?
  Do you realise how boring you are?
  If you're bored, RH, well the internet is a big place. Don't let us keep you.
  Okay. I've more to say. There's always one more thing to say, it never ends. But thanks. For everything.
 
  Dear twinkle-toes, if I owned you, you'd be in the back of my ute, on your way to the tip.
  God, you are pathetic.
  Minor Adjustment in Commercial Road.
  Sorry dear, your first paragraph's your imaginings. None it's ever been said. Second paragraph: What's it mean? Third paragraph. True. Spot on.
  I'm really not quite sure what to say. In a way, I'm grateful. Thanks to R.H, I'm getting a glimpse into the thought processes of a truly damaged mind.
  Mr anonymous, You're like some 19th century professor, droning on, and on, and on. Turgid, full of words, same thing over and over. You put me to sleep. Round and round you go, then you start all over again.
  Why are you always quoting my stuff back at me, have you heard that's a smart tactic or something? And why are you always lifting it out of context? Well, I know why; you'll do what suits you. But in that case you're lying. Being dishonest. And most of all to yourself. Is it worth it?
  Lordy me, R.H. You are all kinds of crazy.
  Right! That does it!
  Checkmate.
  You're like Days of our Lives.
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