From: cujo@petitmorte.net   
      
   will.dockery@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (Will-Dockery) wrote in   
   news:Ou-cnU4PDejgYtb0nZ2dnZfqn_SdnZ2d@giganews.com:   
      
   >> HarryLime wrote:   
   >>   
   >>> Will-Dockery wrote:   
   >>>   
   >>>> NancyGene wrote:   
   >>>>   
   >>>>> Will-Dockery wrote:   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>>> NancyGene wrote:   
   >>>>>> Christmas   
   >>>>>> by W.H. Davies   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> Christmas has come, let's eat and drink"   
   >>>>>> This is no time to sit and think;   
   >>>>>> Farewell to study, books and pen,   
   >>>>>> And welcome to all kinds of men.   
   >>>>>> Let all men now get rid of care,   
   >>>>>> And what one has let others share;   
   >>>>>> Then 'tis the same, no matter which   
   >>>>>> Of us is poor, or which is rich.   
   >>>>>> Let each man have enough this day,   
   >>>>>> Since those that can are glad to pay;   
   >>>>>> There's nothing now too rich or good   
   >>>>>> For poor men, not the King's own food.   
   >>>>>> Now like a singing bird my feet   
   >>>>>> Touch earth, and I must drink and eat.   
   >>>>>> Welcome to all men: I'll not care   
   >>>>>> What any of my fellows wear;   
   >>>>>> We'll not let cloth divide our souls,   
   >>>>>> They'll swim stark naked in the bowls.   
   >>>>>> Welcome, poor beggar: I'll not see   
   >>>>>> That hand of yours dislodge a flea,"   
   >>>>>> While you sit at my side and beg,   
   >>>>>> Or right foot scratching your left leg.   
   >>>>>> Farewell restraint: we will not now   
   >>>>>> Measure the ale our brains allow,   
   >>>>>> But drink as much as we can hold.   
   >>>>>> We'll count no change when we spend gold;   
   >>>>>> This is no time to save, but spend,   
   >>>>>> To give for nothing, not to lend.   
   >>>>>> Let foes make friends: let them forget   
   >>>>>> The mischief-making dead that fret   
   >>>>>> The living with complaint like this"   
   >>>>>> "He wronged us once, hate him and his."   
   >>>>>> Christmas has come; let every man   
   >>>>>> Eat, drink, be merry all he can.   
   >>>>>> Ale's my best mark, but if port wine   
   >>>>>> Or whisky's yours"let it be mine;   
   >>>>>> No matter what lies in the bowls,   
   >>>>>> We'll make it rich with our own souls.   
   >>>>>> Farewell to study, books and pen,   
   >>>>>> And welcome to all kinds of men.   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>>   
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   >>>>>   
   >>>>> Posted several hours before George Dance stole the poem from us.   
   >>>>   
   >>>>   
   >>>> George Dance mines our posts for things that he can repost.   
   >>>   
   >>>   
   >>> George Dance is afraid of us yet idolizes us and is jealous of us.   
   >>> He is conflicted.   
   >>   
   >>   
   >> That's a hilarious delusion you've got there, NG.   
   >>   
   >>   
   >   
   >   
   >   
   > It is true[/quote]   
   >   
   > I suppose you might actually believe that.   
   > [/quote]   
   >   
   >   
   > Based on Dance's interactions with NancyGene, I have always felt that   
   > his unwarranted animosity toward her stemmed from the fact that   
   > [/quote]   
   >   
   > She's a malicious stalker troll, for starters?   
      
   I keep telling Team Douchebag that being ridiculous attracts ridicule and   
   certain members of Team Douchebag keep making my case for me.   
      
   PS: It's almost a tautology.   
      
   FUCK OFF, DOUCHEBAG! FUCK OFF, DOUCHEBAG! FUCK OFF, DOUCHEBAG!   
   FUCK OFF, DOUCHEBAG! FUCK OFF, DOUCHEBAG! FUCK OFF, DOUCHEBAG!   
   FUCK OFF, DOUCHEBAG! FUCK OFF, DOUCHEBAG! FUCK OFF, DOUCHEBAG!   
   FUCK OFF, DOUCHEBAG! FUCK OFF, DOUCHEBAG! FUCK OFF, DOUCHEBAG!   
      
   Douchebag!   
      
   --   
   "Post-editing someone's statement before replying to it is a sure sign   
   that you have already lost the argument." - Little Willie Douchebag gets   
   another asskicking from Pendragon   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
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