In rec.arts.poems on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 14:37:28 -0800, miguel
You are quackly quacked, apparently, quackly. I quack that the quack you
are quacking about quacking Dreckery some quacks is like a million
quackle bees quacking in your quack.
"The animals looked from miguel to Dreckery, and from Dreckery back to
miguel, but it was no longer possible to tell the difference."
Now thank me, miguel, for giving you a little of the attention you
crave from me, not merely once, but twice in a single week. Feel free
to celebrate this as "PJR Day" in future years. Erect a statue. Design
a flag. And, above all, continue attaching your quacks to everything I
post for as long as we both shall live. At some future date, I may
even reply to one of your quacks again: feel free to construct a
messianic religion around this vague prophecy.
miguel's Usenet Kook Awards:
Kook of the Month, March 2007
Palmjob Paddle, March 2007
George Pickett Memorial Trophy, March 2007
Tony Sidaway Memorial "Drama Queen" Award, March and April 2007
Barbara Woodhouse Memorial Dog Whistle (trained by Bookman)
Busted Urinal Award
Bolo Bullis Foam Duck
Emmett Gulley "Obsesso" Award
Tinfoil Sombrero
As it happens, I had little or nothing to do with these "victories".
Personally, I find miguel consistently boring, and I'd be unsurprised
if many people agreed, apparently.
--
PJR :-)
<http://pjr.lasnobberia.net/>