horus810 May 2003

Sir, I bid you refer back to the great serpent and snake war of 1994 when I single handedely rhymed 'wheelchair' with dew and jew in the same stanza. Then, upon having 'an' most educated of ideas I rhymed kolinsky with moonpie, and exploded. I then returned in three days, much to the suprise of many, and summoning up all of my might to rhyme top-soil with mop-bucket that's when I earned the yellow ribbon and souless shoe awarde for filtering through the semipermeable membrane of my own sole, and had become one with Sod the deity right below God and two below Mod! So there, you see the error of your envy, and that you sir, are the charlaten, not I!