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Malcolm Lawrence (malcolm@wolfenet.com)
Mon, 16 Feb 1998 00:05:42 -0800
kkfchoi@netcom.ca wrote:
> Happy (belated) Valentine's Day to all you bananafish! :o)
My belated sentiments too.
> Happy (belated) birthday to you, Malcs!
My belated thanks too.
> Here's a little Valentine treat from Holden:
> http://www.fortunecity.com/victorian/beckett/92/shut.html
> Enjoy!
Hysterical. I still haven't decided which one I want to install.
Thought I'd share these Valentine words a writer friend passed me. Enjoy
all. -- Malcs
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Independent council's be damned to the fiery pits of hell-
O, where has the independent and fiery and passionate
spirit of this nation gone to. If I hear the term "Informed
Sources" one more time, I'll spit copious amounts of phlegm
on the head of Alfredo Garcia, who sits next to me, punching
out his computer. St. Valentine had his head chopped off by
The Romans, and it dropped onto the fiery sand. Let us
acknowledge the pagan festival that preceded the murder
of St. Valentine. Using vision to see through the mists of time
back to the truth underneath the hollow-days that have become
transformed and mutated during passage through the dusty
centuries. To create a new holiday based on love on every
week of the year, and then on every day of the year.
St. Valentine was a pacifist who would not raise his fist.
(The best kind.) The Pagans had no access to the internet.
The Romans had it under wraps. The Space Aliens delivered
a pepperoni pizza, which is what really truly changed the world.
Valentine was marrying couples against the Roman emperor's
wishes, and taking bong hits, while dreaming of the loving future.
Claudius was a clod, history has proven. Mountains have been
movin'. Elvis got 'em groovin'. Elvis was an alien, who ate
peanut butter and pepperoni pizzas.
R