It turns out that Rocketjones is actually Mookie's father. I hereby retract all lewd, insulting, and condescending remarks I have made toward Mookie, or anything else that might make her dad want to beat me up.
Tim the Michigander is a wanker.
Bill likes to watch him wank.
That is all.
I've been keeping an eye out, and you've been acceptably gentlemanly towards Mookie. Face it, today's kids hear the same crap at school that we did, if not worse.
Seriously, if there would have been a problem, I would've handled it quietly, and you would never have known. It's a big 'net out there, and she has the personal responsibility to not go where it's inappropriate for her to be. This is your site, and you can pretty much do what you want.
Besides, beating people up is so passe. Today's world demands precision-guided standoff weapons. Or cement shoes.
Posted by: Ted Phipps at July 29, 2003 07:43 PMIm sure they hear the same crap at school we did, if not worse, but i gotta let you know that im closer to your daughter's age than I am to yours. See ya when she's 18!
yeah thats a size 10.5, and i prefer the regular cement to the quick-drying kind.
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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more humid and more illiterate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
and thou art far too dumb to get a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often dost thou stare into its face:
And every fair from fair sometimes declines,
But thou wast ugly; from the start, unchaste.
But thine eternal id'ocy shan't fade,
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When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st.
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Posted by: Tim the Michigander at July 29, 2003 09:05 PMIf you'd like to date my daughter, I'll need to see your last three tax returns first.
Posted by: Ted Phipps at July 30, 2003 10:41 AM