Re: sea of pearls by crwncka1	20-Jan-04/7:06 AM
MEDIOCRITY CODE 34C49000 http://www.mycgiserver.com/~prawne/code.jsp?action=decode&thecode=34C49000
regarding some deleted poem...	20-Jan-04/3:04 PM
Is God invisible, as the Hymn "Immortal, Invisible" claims? Discuss.
Re: Gethsemane (or, Jesus learns what's up with dying) by zodiac	21-Jan-04/9:23 AM
I raised the issue of why Jesu "prayed to Himself" in Gethsemane, and why He asked for an alternative to crucifixion when He should have already known the answer to His question, with a Christian, and the Christian said that when Jesu swooped down to planet Earth and took on humanoid form He was subject to the same fears and pains that humans feel, and that whilst in humanoid form He may not have been omniscient. What do you say to that? I don't think you can say Jesu IS God at the same time as saying He wasn't omniscient whilst in humanoid form, because that would make Him simultaneously identical to God and different from God. The best you can do is say Jesus was PART of God, but as far as I know no Christians endorse that view, and it is not backed up by the Bible. In short: buncombe.
Re: bimby by sneakerpimp	21-Jan-04/9:52 AM
You said "dump with love".
Re: My Daffodil bulb by YoungLady	21-Jan-04/10:21 AM
Ahh, but could not the same also be said of a freshly laid stool, glistening like dew in the morning sunlight? When I woke up The sun was hot It shone upon My chamber pot And then I saw A coil of brown And felt I'd best Inform the towne On other days The things I dump Are mostly grey And not so plump But this young brown So sleek and proud Is sure to draw A mighty crowd!
Re: Forgive and regret by penguin fiend	21-Jan-04/11:15 AM
"You can ask me to punish you with turds, you can ask me strike you into the ground with my cane, you can ask me to slaughter your children with an axe, you can ask me have your name slandered at the bi-monthly Cheesesmith's Convention, you can ask me withdraw your trouser allowance, and you can ask me to ride you into towne like a donkey. You can even ask me to return you to the dung-heap I found you on. But there is one thing you cannot ask of me; one thing that is beyond all my powers as a Gentleman to endure... You cannot ask me to forgive you. For that is something no man can do." Earl Proud-Stocking XV to his butler, upon catching the feeble manservant parading around the Bedchamber in his Master's Jodhpurs.
regarding some deleted poem...	21-Jan-04/11:32 AM
http://www.driversalacart.com/ and http://www.dslextreme.com/users/rotts4su/ethics.html
Re: Crazy about you by nicole081083	21-Jan-04/1:41 PM
ABORT ABORT ABORT
regarding some deleted poem...	21-Jan-04/2:08 PM
It is not your place to criticise the Church, young harlot. True, many Churches worship a nude being nailed to two planks of wood, but what you fail to notice, despite the painfully inadequate obscuration afforded by the thin veil you drape o'er your obscene buttocks, is that beneath our silken robes, we too are mere nudelingtons. -0-
Re: Sprouts From the Jar by hatedestruction	22-Jan-04/9:58 AM
Absolute tosh.
regarding some deleted poem...	22-Jan-04/3:11 PM
Did you know that when praying, a man ought to expose his glans unto the Lord God, whereas a woman should cover her shame? Observe... 1 Corinthians, Chapter 11, Verse 7 "For a man indeed ought not to cover [his] head, forasmuch as he is the image and glory of God: but the woman is the glory of the man." 1 Corinthians, Chapter 11, Verse 13 "Judge in yourselves: is it comely that a woman pray unto God uncovered?" And did you also know that it is shameful for a man to grow his hair long? Observe... 1 Corinthians, Chapter 11, Verse 14 "Doth not even nature itself teach you, that, if a man have long hair, it is a shame unto him?"
regarding some deleted poem...	22-Jan-04/4:24 PM
It's so like you to take the noble subject of bowels and turn it into a crude farce. 'Popcorn and pickles' is the aural equivalent of being nudged repeatedly in the ribs. 0.
regarding some deleted poem...	22-Jan-04/4:43 PM
This is beyond parody. Even if you drew a thousand ponies with braided tails galloping over a million magic rainbows in space through a waterfall with twelve beautiful secret princesses riding on each pony, and every pony was called "Star Dancer" and had a unicorn horn and wings, and all the princesses and ponies were best friends for ever and ever, and the princesses were also fairies and angels, and called "Lady Emily Charlotte Moonbeam, Queen of SwanSparkle Castle" you still wouldn't have even a billionth of one percent of the monumental, record-breaking concentration of preteen girl fantasy that this poem secretes. Monospaced text doesn't begin to do this poem justice. It should only ever be written on a sparkly folder in purple gel pen, with hearts over all the 'i's, and "Justin Justin Justin Justin Justin" written all across the inside of the folder. For the love of Christ, delete this poem and never post it on the internet again.
Re: Lullaby by Goad	23-Jan-04/1:12 AM
One morn I woke up to find a small pouch deposited beneath my pillow. However, it was not empty: it was quite, quite full.
Re: An Astonishingly Fast Way to Learn Dutch by -=Fat_Penis=-	11-Feb-04/5:36 AM
Informa\tive, Imaginative and ultimately fuffilling a splendid return to form from -+Fat_Penis=-.
Re: Everyone by nothingtoanyone	6-May-04/1:42 AM
Nice to see a poeme about me at last. Your friend, Everyone.
Re: PATIENCE by jroday	18-May-04/7:35 AM
Q: What do you call an epileptic holding a glass of milk? A: A milkshake. Q: What do you call an epileptic in your bathtub? A: A jacuzzi. Q: What do you call an epileptic in your garden? A: A seizure salad. Q: What's the ultimate doom for a leper? A: An epileptic fit. Q: What does an elephant use as a vibrator? A: An epileptic Q: What do you throw to an epileptic who is having a fit in the bath? A: Your laundry.
Re: The Tony Blair Which Project by wilco	18-May-04/12:40 PM
I like the way you have an incongruous lewd in the middle! It shows you have the guts to tell it like it is, and screw anyone who can't take the truth.
regarding some deleted poem...	21-Sep-04/2:21 AM
"My soul cries out with my heart, “ow!”" Crystal, how you manage to still type on the keyboard in spite of the splintering of your fingers owing to your osetoperosis is heroic. That a special desk has been made by your parents so that your thalidomide shortened arms can reach the keyboard is admirable. That inspite of your terribly misshapened face and leaking food pipe you are able to brave the publicity of publishing your work is without rebuke. That you are able to rhyme "ow" with "how" and not opt for the obviousness of "cow" or "wow" shows how far your work as come. Gone are the days when you used to take the easy way out and rhyme "love" with "above"; I should be suprised if critics in the future, in a more enlightened age, trawling the archives of the internet don't define this work as the seminal moment in your career when you cast aside the shackles of mental disability and fully grasped the power of language and the allure of suggestion.
Re: Captian, Doctor..Father by celticskatermatt1	2-Jun-05/4:36 AM
Please consider making the following revisions: standing => squatting, basking => bisqueing, buttons => buttocks, Captain, Doctor... Father => Master, Doctor?... Father?