XPost: alt.bumbling.idiots.the.fbi, alt.security.neighborhood   
   From: nforystek@neotext.org   
      
   I remembered my mom in fear when they took me out her hand put me on the   
   grund when she tried to return a dead cat and didn't notice me the blood   
   seeping throught he towel from my brother taped me up and wrapped a diaper   
   towel on me.  It's got to be a punch to the nose next, I aint kidding about   
   it's the small steps I road off with the walker food tray?  Square red in   
   the nose inbetween, my mother always told me that she asked my father what   
   happen and I rolled off the deck stairs. Then comes I bumped my head on the   
   concrete at the park.  But it's that same face of mom that she gets when I   
   get hurled away trough the mentall illness system.  Then in the lake I   
   wonder if my brother coached her into throwing th erock and just turned on   
   her for purpose after.  I don't know.   One thing through, ENOUGH bloated   
   mice on my head, know one thing I remember when I was a kid bright and clear   
   as day from all the schooling?  Yuk mouth sticker green.  Wonder the way to   
   fed me was back then too, like um, where is the element kit?   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
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