On May 15, 4:56 pm, cr...@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
(i'll teach you to turn away.)
wrote:
> Mr. Clean <derbarb...@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
>
> MC> On May 15, 10:22 am, cr...@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
(i'll teach you to turn away.)>>
stupid poo question, so thanks for showing me the appreciation of
> >> bothering to [sic] it, asshole.
>
> MC> You've gotten rather touchy in your old age, eh?
> MC> Yeah, I knew it was a typo. But what you wrote changes the whole
> MC> meaning of the sentence.
>
> yeah, & i'm sure you had trouble discerning my meaning.
>
> MC> Don't be so sensitive. The old lish wouldn't be.
>
> don't you dare to presume what i have been, would have been, or
> am. i've given you multiple "second chances", david, & you've pissed me
> off anew each time. perhaps i'm done talking to you at all now. i'm
> certainly done going out of my way to help you.
And thus concludes another episode of "lish can dole it out, but she
can't take it."
Fifty-six hours, and a half a bottle of milk of magnesia later... the
bead came out.
Do you want me to send it to you? Free ****pping.
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