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   Le Puissant Monsieur Lee Wrote:   
      
   > avery wrote:.   
      
   Wrong.   
      
   > I have physiological withdrawal states when I don't drink alcohol.   
      
   Right, well. Thanks for sharing, Lee.   
      
   > >.   
      
   I see that you're still playing the parrot, Lee   
      
   > I expect to have sex on the first date.   
      
   It could be worse; you could be psychotic. It could be better; you could   
   be suicidal.   
      
   > >.   
      
   Dancing about like a rabid racoon.   
      
   > I know someone you could ask.   
      
   Does anyone else know someone I could ask?   
      
   > >.   
      
   Avoid hell. Repent. Trust Jesus today.   
      
   > I've had many troubles and most of them never happened.   
      
   No wonder you're such a miserable little creature, Lee.   
      
   > >.   
      
   You know, the last time you posted, you wrote very strange and bizarre   
   things.   
      
   > I've been clean for a miserable 8 days. 8 days seems like eternity!   
   > Why is the inside of my nose not healing?   
      
   No wonder you're such a miserable little creature, Lee.   
      
   > It shouldn't be an issue unless you also have a vaginal yeast   
   > infection.   
      
   It's WORSE if you just go along with the herd.   
      
   > >.   
      
   You are so full of shit, Lee.   
      
   > I have a strong compulsion to take stimulants.   
      
   You really are sick, aren't you, Lee?   
      
   > >.   
      
   Does victory settle all arguments?   
      
   > I'm a depressaholic. I'm always upset. Most of the time I pretend I'm   
   > not but the truth is I'm rarely happy.   
      
   It could be worse; you might grow breasts, Lee.   
      
   > Shakli b'tahat.   
      
   You keep flip-flopping. You're just making up your story as you go   
   along.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)   
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