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   From: kenpisano@gmail.com   
      
   On Mon, 25 Feb 2008 23:46:18 -0500, "Walker"   
    wrote:   
      
   >"Wavy G"  wrote in message   
   >news:rho3s31gvip7oi893p1k5t8q2aor23v6cb@4ax.com...   
   >> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me?  Please check a box ( ) YES  ( ) NO:   
   >>   
   >>>"Wavy G"  wrote in message   
   >>>news:g5q1s3dg0fgctgu2ddtjsqgu71kuei356t@4ax.com...   
   >>>> Dear, "Walker": Do you like me?  Please check a box ( ) YES  ( ) NO:   
   >>>>   
   >>>>>"Wavy G"  wrote in message   
   >>>>>news:o1fvr3dmuetuon9otlb0osh19hu8gd7gbn@4ax.com...   
   >>>>>> Dear, "Tim Weaver": Do you like me?  Please check a box ( ) YES  ( )   
   >>>>>> NO:   
   >>>>>>>Wavy G wrote:   
   >>>>>>>   
   >>>>>>>> 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.   
   >>>>>>>   
   >>>>>>>Such a letdown.  I was all excited reading this story and ~this~ is   
   >>>>>>>how   
   >>>>>>>it   
   >>>>>>>ends?!?  Sheesh...   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> Sorry, dude.  I have no control over my subconscious.   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>>Hi, Wavy.  I won't be mad if you dream about me and talk like me in your   
   >>>>>dream.   
   >>>>   
   >>>> Thanks, Henry.  You made my fucking day.   
   >>>>   
   >>>> PS: this was going to be my "running line" with you, but as it turns   
   >>>> out, I haven't had another opportunity to use it since its first use,   
   >>>> three years ago.  So, see you in another three years, I guess.   
   >>>>   
   >>>   
   >>>I'm sorry that nobody has been nice to you in three years.  Do you miss my   
   >>>little gifts?   
   >>   
   >> How does won do that sarcastic thing where you say "nooooo" but really   
   >> mean "yes" on Usenet?   
   >   
   >Wavy, I know you loved the Star Wars action figures that I got you, but a   
   >lot could happened in 3 years.  Have you outgrown the fun stuff that you   
   >used to like?   
      
      
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