From: fake@msn.com   
      
   Yeah, my ticket price was one million, but math isn't your strong   
   point, is it? Couldn't see it was a joke?   
      
   You think you've insulted me and Diane.   
      
   But your name-calling and insults says EVERYTHING about you.   
      
   It says nothing about us.   
      
   Nothing. Zero.   
      
   Your actions define you, not us.   
      
   You'll realize this when you mature someday.   
      
   Any good psychologist will tell you that your statement:   
      
   ---You're a piece of dirt!---   
      
   ...is actually how you see yourself.   
      
   Being a  drunk stoner helps ease that, but:   
      
   "...your remedies   
   One of these   
   Surely will screen out the sorrow   
   But where are you tomorrow?"   
      
   Even the Boys knew you were on the road to nowhere, Paul.   
      
   Üser   
      
      
   On Thu, 27 Jul 2006 02:44:17 -0400, pzimmer1@webtv.net (Paul Zimmer)   
   wrote:   
      
   >You have  some freaking nerve. You're the same asshole that tried to   
   >sell your tickets to the San Diego show for $1,000. Now you come on here   
   >and complain about the  "real " Steely Dan fans having a good time in   
   >front of the stage?   
   >   
   >I happened to be one of the people standing in front of the stage. Yeah,   
   >that's right. I moved from my fifth row center seat because I was having   
   >such a great fucking time! I had a big joint in my right hand and a cup   
   >of beer in my left. If I knew you were standing next to me I would have   
   >burnt you with the joint and then I would of poured my beer over your   
   >head.   
   >   
   >You're a piece of dirt!   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)