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   Message 30,222 of 31,131   
   Wavy G to All   
   Re: My Dream! Mr. T and Me!!!   
   26 Feb 08 03:34:55   
   
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   From: godsspeciallamb@gmail.com   
      
   Dear, "go go goblin": Do you like me?  Please check a box ( ) YES  ( )   
   NO:   
      
   >In article ,   
   >godsspeciallamb@gmail.com says...   
   >> Dear, "Slipped Moebius": Do you like me?  Please check a box ( ) YES  (   
   >> ) NO:   
   >>   
   >> >On Feb 25, 8:54 am, go go goblin    
   >> >wrote:   
   >> >> In article <7nosr35dqmosbhoounaibt52us3v9kt...@4ax.com>,   
   >> >> godsspeciall...@gmail.com says...   
   >> >>   
   >> >>   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > Guess what?  (Well, you probably already know from the subject line,   
   but   
   >> >> > anyway...)  Last night, I had a dream I met Mr. T!  It was great!    
   Well,   
   >> >> > it started out great.  Then it kind of downgraded from there.  He was   
   >> >> > over at my parents' house, (for some reason), and I went over there and   
   >> >> > saw him out in the garage working on his van.  I was like, "Hey, Mr. T!   
   >> >> > I was your biggest fan when I was a kid!"  And I ran up and gave him a   
   >> >> > big hug, and I was like "Do you wanna hang out today?"   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > He said, "Mr. T loves his fans!"  So and but we ended up hanging out   
   >> >> > together.  What a dream come true for me (well, not really; as it turns   
   >> >> > out, it was actually a dream all along).   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > So we were hanging out, Mr. T and me, and I was trying to show him how   
   >> >> > much I loved him, so I kept quoting old lines from "The A-Team," so he   
   >> >> > would know I was for real.  Mr. T was impressed.  He was like, "Most   
   >> >> > people don't even know those lines!"   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > I said, "Yeah, I bet everybody probably says 'I pity the fool' all the   
   >> >> > time, right?"   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > He was like, "YEAH, everybody says that.  I get real tired of that   
   >> >> > line!"  (Imagine Mr. T yelling everything he says, 'cause that's what   
   it   
   >> >> > was like.)   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > And I was like, "Yeah, most people probably wouldn't even know that   
   line   
   >> >> > isn't even from 'The A-Team."   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > He said, "Yeah, that was from 'Rocky III'!"   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > I said, "Yeah!  'Rocky III'!"  It was great.  We were really   
   connecting,   
   >> >> > Mr. T. and me.   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > Well apparently, the whole time he was hanging out with me, Mr. T must   
   >> >> > have thought I was a kid.  Because at won point, he found out I was an   
   >> >> > adult, and he got kind of peeved at me and said, "I thought you said   
   you   
   >> >> > was a kid!"   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > I was kind of taken aback.  I said, "No, I said I was your biggest fan   
   >> >> > when I was a kid.  I'm not a kid anymore.  I'm a 30 year old man."   
   After   
   >> >> > that, his whole attitude towards me changed.  He only seemed to like me   
   >> >> > when he thought I was a kid.  (Why did he think I was a kid, anyway?)   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > I said, "I thought you loved your fans."   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > He said, "Mr. T got no time for grown men!  Mr. T. loves his little   
   >> >> > brothers and sisters, not some 30 year old man!"  (Apparently this took   
   >> >> > place a year ago, because I am actually 31.)   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > After a while, I think I really started getting on his nerves, 'cause I   
   >> >> > kept on quoting "A-Team" lines, like, "We're takin' the job, Hannibal!"   
   >> >> > and "I ain't gettin' on no plane!"  It was really funny (at least, I   
   >> >> > thought it was funny), but he started getting really mad at me.   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > I guess in my dreamlike state, I must've thought that in Mr. T's life,   
   >> >> > there must always be that somebody acting "zany" to offset his gruff   
   >> >> > demeanor, and to be his comic foil--à la, the "Murdock" to his "B.A."   
   So   
   >> >> > I really thought I was doing the right thing here, people.   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > Anyway, he was busy trying to work on his van, and I just kept talking   
   >> >> > like him, and I could tell his blood pressure was really rising.  Then   
   I   
   >> >> > said won of my favourite lines: "You got a choice, Jack.  You either   
   >> >> > talk...Or you HURT!" and he totally flipped out and started yelling at   
   >> >> > me!   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > He said, "I'm gettin' tired of you talkin' like me, fool!  Cut it out,   
   >> >> > or I'll knock you out!"   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > So I said, "No, you cut it out!  Or I'll knock YOU out!"   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > And he was like "QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > So I said, "NO, YOU QUIT MOCKIN' ME, SUCKA!"   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > And then he said "CUT IT OUT!  I'M THE REAL MR. T!"   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > So I said, "NO, I'M THE REAL MR. T."   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > And then he lost it.  He got up and chased after me with his tire iron,   
   >> >> > and that's when I woke up.  So anyway, sorry this story had no point.   
   >> >> > Goodbye.   
   >> >>   
   >> >> > Love,   
   >> >> > Wavy G   
   >> >>   
   >> >>         so, you're saying mister t only likes boys?   
   >> >>   
   >> >>         are you sure mister t didn't try to molest you   
   >> >>         20 years ago at an A-Team convention?   
   >> >>   
   >> >Pleae, there is no need to speak like that here. In fact, it disturbs   
   >> >me to think that a simple, honest poast about a pure Being having a   
   >> >connection to children would instantly ignite in you fantasies of   
   >> >molestation. Did you ever stop to think about what you were thinking   
   >> >about? Please stop poasting to this Froup. We are good, fun-loving   
   >> >people here and have no room to accomodate your sinister needs. But,   
   >> >be warned, for we are also a vengeful froup, and any insistence to   
   >> >disturb our equilibrium with your unabashed and uncensored comments   
   >> >shall rile our instincts, launch the flare of rally, and as we gather   
   >> >all you will hear are the scrapings of our talons in unison, etched   
   >> >into your cortex by simple, primal fear, far outside your thatch and   
   >> >weed Maslow Pyramid, before your entrails are spilled among the   
   >> >cobblestones that pave our street of peace.   
   >> >   
   >> >Go, go, goblin, indeed.   
   >>   
   >> Err, I think he was just trying to be funny.   
   >>   
   >   
   >   
   >	that and i was run over   
   >	by a pontiac sunbird on friday past.   
      
   So I heard.  How are you, BTW?   
      
   And you thought the Cincinnati race riots of 2001 were bad...   
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