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« on: November 27, 2005, 07:25:00 PM »
From the Law Offices of #8 Owl Farm,
Room 101; #5 Road, Annexed Poland, ME.
The Fornits Fora are not something to be taken lightly; Mister Pink recomends strong doses of Amphetamines to keep up with the 24 hour cyclic streams of information on this board, not 'xanax'.. He has assured me that that garbage will only slow you down, make you lethargic, and allow the niggers to come and get you in your sleep. No, strong speed and the bitterest absinth you can get your hands on! Nothing but the best for my client, and I've been assured that as long as I defer my legal counsel to him, and him alone, and quit my profitable position as an official *mouthpiece* for the Sudanese quasi-government, the paychecks and the high class hookers will flow like beer from the gut of an overindulged alkie. hoho. that is radiant news indeed, as my second wife is suing me for twenty one years of backed child support. But she is probally high off her ass right now, strung out on PCP and forgetting one glaring fact; she had a miscarraige, and the rotted lump of fetal flesh that the college admission board returned in the mail is, in fact, not her beloved son, Roger, but a laughing carichture of what he *could* have been had she not allowed me to have intercourse with her during all four trimesters. And now I hear the gong, and it is time for absinthe. mahalo