...in the ironic racism posts. Well, here's what my post a couple of weeks ago FINALLY netted: (Jake I'm really hoping it's just you, otherwise, I do apologize on behalf of the white European genepool).... with commentary.
Sender's Name: mrmaxx@rogers.com
Sender's e-Mail: yeah what you said 2 day
Subject: listen up!
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You think that putting this shit on the net and hoping some dumb fucken (sp - in the next sentence he upbraids me for my spelling habits) Jew reads it is how your gonna get your fucken message across, you're wrong. First and foremost you have to use proper spelling of the words you are trying to preach, because if you don't, it portrays you as jus as stupid a motherfucker as the ones you're trying to persecute. Second, don't preach to the converted, we all hate Heebs, so what?
Third dont be a hippocrite, if you have to go to work, go, don't complain about it, that's what niggers and fags do. Be a man do whatever you have to do to stay strong in your convictions. Don't insult the old school racists like me.
Oh, my friend, mrmaxx, you need not the neo-racists or the nu-racists, to help disgrace you. You by your very nature are a fraud, a coward and a simpering idiot.
I had a dream about Jesus.
I was driving at night and I saw him standing on the steps of a church putting lipstick and mascara on and he was wearing long purple robes like a priest.
He was also wearing a hat like the pope with gold filligree all over it and he was shining a flashlight on his face to make the gold reflect.
I laughed at how silly he was.
Then he was embarrassed and started after me.
He was flying like superman alongside of my car.
I stopped and I said kindly, “I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you by laughing. You just looked kind of silly.”
Then he explained that he was Jesus and he came back because he figured it was about time -- because he feels out of touch with these times.
He gave the way he was dressed as an example.
He explained that the only people that talk to him on a regular basis dress this way.
He said he was putting on make-up so that he could look like the stained glass pictures of him.
Silly Jesus.
So I took him to Target and he had absolutely no taste in clothes... he was such a regular guy. By regular guy I mean a nice guy, but a simple guy.
He bought a pair of elastic waist pants.
I loved being around Jesus.
It was so nice being around someone so... good, I guess.
It was me and these two other pretty slutty girls I invented who all hung around Jesus. We were sort of his modern-day disciples.
well anyway I won’t go into some of the less interesting details.... His miracles were really technological.
He made a realistic voice sounding microphone thinghoobie for a guy with a laryngectomy
One night we were all hanging out. and I absolutely had to stay up late, instead of going to sleep like Jesus and the rest of the girls BECAUSE THEY WERE GOING TO SHOW BOBBY COHN PLAYING IN NEW ORLEANS on TV!!!
To me, that was really spectacular and worth staying up past 3am to see... but when I woke up, Jesus was gone.
He had fallen in love with Pam, my ex-boss who is a dwarf and has difficulty taking care of her kids.
He left to go and marry her.
He was going to take care of her children.
I thought that was amazingly sweet, albeit strange.
I was really happy that Pam got to have Jesus, who was really great guy, taking care of her kids and making her life so much better.
Still, I was sort of jealous.
Not that I wanted to be involved with Jesus.
But I'd sure miss having him around and having his attention.
He was really such a terrific guy. Elastic-waist pants and all.
