I'm gunna change my tune!

“Thundertrain, if you are snakeboy, you say you left tt because you got kicked off. Anyone can come back under another name. Also, I remember you left tt for a very definite reason. Do you remember what that was? Yeah, I'm testing you. What do you think of this? I just had to say that, lol.”

“tarp rat, you have said unwarranted mean things to me in the past. Do I get an apology? I was just wondering, since you are all shiny and new.”

“MIGAWD!

And how is Bilbo?
And is he still sleeping in his sock?
What do you think of THIS?

Is it YOU, one of my favorite troll honey- pies?
Snakeboy????!”

“Good for you CX”

“Mel, don't ask about Bilbo, he is dead. Yes, it's true. He said so on the other thread.”

“Yes Lipstick, I am sorry for anything I have said that may have offended you!”

“He anyt sorry!”

“

LIVE UP!
DON'T GIVE UP!”

“Marijuana: The Weed of Wisdom!”

“Tarpy, I'm glad you decided to turn over a new leaf. If past experience is any predictor of the future, it won't last. At least it's nice that you've given us a convenient thread to reference when it turns ugly.

Go ahead Tarp Rat, prove me wrong.”

“All I can do is say thank you to Tarpy, and take him at his word.”

“I have already made a note of:
I think you need to be more respectful of others and you also need to realize that one day you will decay into the ground.
- Tarp Rat
11:49:15
AM 5/14/01

Don't think I won't use it!!!


It has been a really nice change. Ain't Prozac wonderful?”

“I knew it wouldn't last!

RE: Who's with me?
YOU SOB!
Tarp Rat
3:15:51 PM
5/15/01”

“I was kidding, lighten up you SOB!”

“Yeah. It rhymes:

Who's with me - You SOB.

Get it?”

“Can't anyone detect sarcasm???

No wonder Tarpy starts to thinking he's the only one who is awake here.

Odd that he still craves our attention so much.”

“what tune are we hearing now?”

“it's more like a poem than a tune...”

“it's more like a turd than a poem...”

“Big Foot-

What rhymes with turd?”

“Tarpy might change his name, but he`ll never stop playing the game”

“Tarpie said no to drugs, but they just wouldn't listen!”

“heard, word, bird”

“absurd.”

“When the still sea conspires an armor
And her sullen and aborted
Currents breed tiny monsters
True sailing is dead
Awkward instant
And the first animal is jettisoned
Legs furiously pumping
Their stiff green gallop
And heads bob up
Poise
Delicate
Pause
Consent
In mute nostril agony
Carefully refined
And sealed over”

“When the tarp rat conspires a drug deal
And his sullen and aborted
Brain breeds tiny monsters
True sailing is dead
Awkward instant
And the first thought is jettisoned
Veins furiously pumping
Their stiff gay gallop
And head bobs
Pansy
Delicate
Menopause
Consent
In mute anal agony
Carefully reamed
And seal in prison”

“I knew Tarpy would go back on his word
and I thought even then it was absurd
to think that he would one day be cured
you can`t change the spots on that ol` turd”

“Now that's a poem!”

“Yours is good too BF, but I meant Rad.”

“But Big Foot stuck to the assignment. Rad didn't mention turd once. Though it was sublime.”

“Violin, how can anyone send you anything if you don`t list an E-Mail address.....”

“Oh. I'm not trying to be unsociable but I got my inbox spammed to death through address harvesting software on other message boards. That plus some total strangers would write things like "I saw in your post that you like Western Mountaineering sleeping bags. I'm thinking of getting one and..." instead of posting it to the board where a reply might help others. Being a total sap, I'd often reply.

Buddur can confirm a 'university survey' we recieved from someone wanting to know our incomes and gear buying habits. That was followed by a jillion 'reply to all' messages from people questioning the credentials of the sender, warning others not to respond (like we're idiots), replies to those and on and on.

Check your inbox.”

“I never responded to that survey...and STILL got all the replys Mr.Violin spoke of. Wasn't much of a survey with less than a dozen people picked for it.

The worst is when I reply asking them not to send me anymore mail, but a message comes back to me saying the msg didn't go through. That burns me up.

I give pretty lewd replys now...to those that I know will go back to the sender!”

“Do not reply to those messages. It will only serve to validate your address for future spam.

Look at the message headers (not the to and from, but the routing information). They will tell you from where the offending message origionated. If it is simply an IP number, http://www.arin.net/whois/arinwhois.html will have the owner. Send the entire message as an attachment to postmaster@wherever it came from.

If all of that is greek to you, then just don't do anything. Especially reply to the message.”

“I want to drink blood!!!!!!!”

“Thanks,...er,..I think..lol”

“go to mass”

“You are acting like a baby.”

“Tarp Rat:


He ain't no Wild Chlid”

“There once was a boy child named Tarpy.
His attitude seemed oh-so-sharpy.
He railed and cussed
And said "whadufuh??"
And his poems, they all made us go farty.

(There, I'm ready to take on Big Foot now. Grrrrrrrrrrrrr..... Battle of the poet and the limerick writer! GRRRRRRRRR)”

“How did you get my pic?”

“ken got it while he was following you around Washington doing his biographical research.”

“LOL, Lizs, lets have a poetry war
anyway you want to as long as it hasn`t been done before
you can do it with the help of wine, budwiser, or coors
do it free verse, rhymin`, it doesn`t matter as long as it`s yours
I`m not sayin` I`ll win, but I bet I can if I get to keep score”

“This`ll make two for me and one for you
or it will be as soon as I get through
go on and get started, this could be fun
I`ve almost got two and you only have one
if you do decide to play, I`ll do a few”

“What,.... still no takers yet
and there I was about to fret
I could get into this if I ever got started
I guess I already am, if only half hearted
this`ll make three just to cover the bet”

“I`m all done in, my fingers are sore
so, I guess I won`t be doing anymore
if you want to do some poems too, it`ll be okay
I didn`t want to war with you, but I did want to play
oh, and this one makes four”