🚀 go-pugleaf

In article <866946762.25118....@news.demon.co.uk>, Yank
yank <pan...@zetnet.com> writes
>Bill Newton <Bi...@notwen.demon.co.uk> wrote:
>
>yet more tedious shit that meant nothing to noone except Bill "Told
>you so" Newton who is the kind of bloke you avoid in the pub like unto
>the plague becuase without ever pausing he will relentlessly bore you
>fuking stupid with those oh so pedantic fuck faced tosspot facts and
>if he do'nt shut the fuck up Im ganna glass the tossers face 'old me
>back or im going ta fukin do em
>CUNT

The manner in which Yank yank has created his post could suggest that
'I' am the author of the drivel above. 

I'm not.

It was produced by Yank yank whom I suspect spends much of his 
low life, glassy eyed, with tongue clenched firmly between teeth,
applying with his right fist the activity his name suggests,
upon his favourite anatomical dangly organ 

His brow will be deeply knitted as he reads this response, no 
doubt with  right fist engaged as indicated in previous paragraph, 
left index finger up right nostril in fruitless search for brain.

I suspect his jutting slack jaw will have inadvertently thudded 
onto the desktop, upon which a large pool of spittle will 
eventually form having tracked it's route from his glistening 
oversized lips down his neanderthal chin.

Unbeknown to him, a low primeval whimpering will be emanating 
from his throat as his right arm pistons away. His tounge may 
well be bleeding from being bitten by himself on numerous other
occasions, but he wont care if it's permanantly damaged, 'it's
only for licking with anyway' is his likely philosophy.

But he'll soon recover, once he's got shut of his 'stiffy' 
he'll stop struggling to comprehend this response, unplug his 
left index finger from his nostril and carefully examine it
prior to wiping the slimy residue on his trouser leg.

He'll then likely amble off to look at the pictures in his 
comics for twenty minutes or so before a big goofy grin will
crease his ever vacant expression as he realises its time 
to amuse and abuse himself once more.

Fortunately he will barely comprehend the content of 'this' 
response.

Perhaps that's for the better, but I still feel rather sad 
for him.

-- 
Bill Newton