Archive for January, 2001

Re: The People vs. John Ashcroft

Tuesday, January 30th, 2001

I’m sorry that if ANYONE ( wes ) is annoyed, but if there’s one thing this last election should have taught us, it is :

BE INVOLVED… , EARLY AND OFTEN !

Now you folks are getting a little all fired up here! And I’d like to point out the advantages to being uninvolved always and a lots! Let’s face it, Politics and womanly issues can make a feller bunchy. I remember when Regan was in Grenada, and he said that all those little Grenada kids couldn’t go on welfare cause they were un american. Or the time when he said that, …uh… he said that…Well REGAN SUCKS! Anyway the point is, that Chips Ahoy Chocolate chip cookies are much better than Graham Crackers. And I’ll stand by that one. I don’t see why you people are fiddling around with Ergonomics and all that while we are in the middle of an Chocolate Chip Crisis. When was the last time that any of you dunked a chips ahoy in a cold glass of milk. Last night for me. Where you been? Your priorities are all screwed up! Nobody knows who right, but we all like to chug a cold class of milly after a good chocolate chip cookie. Now I don’t want to hear anymore about this. I’ve met John Ashcroft, and he likes jelly donuts so fuck him.

randle

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Re: BMW repair Shop?

Monday, January 29th, 2001

Hi all..I’m new to the area and my darn sunroof is stuck in a semi open position which is semi frustrating me. Anyone got some good suggestions for a good and trustworthy BMW repair shop. If it is one that specializes in body or does work on the M series, that would be even more nifty even!

Hi everyone.

I have a toyota corona from 1976. it has no interior, It’s seats are not bolted down, and Blue smoke pukes out of it whenever I drive. I think it’s a shit series. If anyone can tell me why I drive such a horrendous pile of dung, while others drive Porches and BMW’s I’d like that. Gibby would tell me to stay the hell out of the strip clubs for about a week, but that’s why I’m not asking Gibby. I always thought that by the time I reached thirty I would have my fortune. But I think I gave it to a girl named Amber. Anyway, about that pile of dung. If anyone here is getting sick of having their sun roof on the Porsche not close all the way, I’m selling my car. It’s called the bandit, and it’s just barely worth a coconut. It doesn’t have a sun roof, but it does have a jagged row of metal that you have to duck under when you try and sit in it. I’m going to scrap this poor artist crap, and go for the New Tech effects guy look. My accountant says that nine out of ten girls like guys who worked on Star wars episode one, as compared to guys who worked on starship troopers. This morning I tried to pull on a black turtle neck, but it ripped on my fat jowl. Mark my words, I’m going to get it. When I get my new car, a corvette stingray, my license pate is going to say “effects guy”. And let me tell you….droves of girls.

anyway, If you want to buy my car, or you can help with my new look, let me know.

your pal R.J.Krandell

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