From: me@myself.com   
      
   When you see your friends killed in front of you and you are attacked by   
   shrinks then you do tend to go mad..   
      
   I prefer the giant furs of siberia with it lakes, bears and she wolves, and   
   the obsidian knife and stubby bow and long arrow I got my dinner with,   
      
   I survived a nasty  three year war for the brits then they got rid of me,   
   capatalists don't pay. I'm actually quite good at beheading 1200 an hour and   
   my machine gun score was about 3 bullets for each of the chinise who   
   strolled up to shoot climbing up the piles of their dead. We killed about   
   1000 chinese a day with our machine guns at 170 rounds a minute, each. Oh   
   was it a monkey or was it a mantis or a chinese warrior we all dressed up in   
   monkey suits to confuse the enemy cause there were lost of monkeys around,   
   it worked, at the end there were us three and the major, we sort of got to   
   like him.   
      
   Then we atom bombed em and the screamed catching fire tearing their clothes   
   of, tanks exploded then as the light faded it was quite, every thing was   
   dead with carbon trees and csrbon monkeys hanging, a charcoal jaguear about   
   to pounce on a charcoal cat and charcoal children playning on fell over all   
   looking up oner pointing and chaecoal people walking home after work not   
   moving up the hill, looking up, a mother with puckerd lips stooping to kiss   
   her chasrcoal child in the cot.   
      
   Then we bombed the fleet of chiniese ships in the sunnt tropical bay in   
   among the islandm, the flash of the bomb was just where a flight of aicraft   
   were coming and all the ships exploded and blew up into the air and   
   disapeared under the sea. I was nice and quite again with just the azure   
   sea...   
      
   It was weird, there where wheels in the sky and a beam ship hovering like it   
   was protecting us and space suited men with laser guns and their box of   
   atomic weapons. Giant insects, men with guns flashes in the sky tracer fire   
   men stiched up with holes covered with the lacewing fly.   
      
   I prefer gorrila meat to jaguar but never a chinese steak.   
      
   Bring the lefties back, each for all and all for each, a land of equal   
   opportunity a land of peers.   
      
   Not just  vote but a voice, and let those dark satanic mills be ours so we   
   work in our own factory with no management scum hitting us with sticks or   
   living it up with our naked secretary birds or management dining suits.   
      
   I even defused 6 hydrogen bombs this year that some nut had left in houses   
   all round london and one at waterloo station only the other day.   
      
   I even had a bus I was one dissapear around me leaving me on the back seat   
   on the ground tipped over. They must hsve used their mini atom bomb.   
      
   Now do you see why I'm mad, and two totally naked young women ran screaming   
   past me from somewhere to somewhere else, they were running from being   
   lobotomised at knife point, it is utter bedlam here.   
      
   Now they want to cut me brain out.   
      
   scum scum scum,   
      
   --   
   Begging For Mercy   
   "brainfart"  wrote in message   
   news:FBH1h.25580$7I1.10183@newssvr27.news.prodigy.net...   
   > Pleading For Mercy wrote...   
   >> They chop brains out they do so behead them: their brains have gone   
   >> wrong, chop em off, chop em off.   
   >   
   > The funny thing is that I can recognize you as a lunatic, and I don't   
   > need no fancy P.h.-fucking-D. in psycholalagy to do it.  I don't know   
   > why you are insane, I suppose I could put you on a couch and charge   
   > you $500 an hour to speculate about your childhood sexual feelings   
   > towards your pet ferret or toilet training experience being the reason   
   > you are so fucking crazy.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)