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Uncle Davey wrote:
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>> > > Lessee...my GivAShit meter sez "O" on the "My Concern
>> > > for Dorky-Respect" scale, but hey, we all know how
>> > > important it makes you feel, so you just have at,
>> > > Dorkster!
>> >
>> > I don't think you do care about my respect, but do you
>> > think I care about your lack of care for my respect?
>>
>> You must. You keep whimpering about it.
>
> You came on whimpering.
You have some strange definitions for "whimpering."
> I wasn't even speaking to you.
This is Usenet. You *knew* that, right?
> Most of your pleas to me for attention I leave unanswered...
All appearances are that UM isn't looking for attention. He's looking to,
as some of you Brits say, "taking the piss" at you. Isn't that the phrase?
> ...in case you hadn't noticed. I stopped stroking you...
Interesting choice of words.
> ...but you still wouldn't go away, but stick to my
> heels like a dog that's lost its master.
It's pretty obvious that he's having fun at your expense, and it's obvious
that it's getting to you, despite some of your earlier general disclaimers
about such things, including that cliche about water off a duck's back.
>> > First you have to earn my respect,
>>
>> No, I don't have to do that at all. The respect of loons is not
>> something that I usually look for.
>
> Or of normal people either, if there are any on Usenet.
If there are, you aren't one of them.
> Your hickey squawkings may impress fictional character David
> Sienkiewicz, but they don't impress me much.
You may still wallow in your delusions, but you continue to show what a
small, petty, pathetice "man" you truly are.
>> > and you haven't done that, today.
>>
>> I don't care, today. I didn't care, yesterday. I won't
>> care, tomorrow. And writin' more like Gasbag ain't gonna
>> increase yer chances gettin' me to care. Geez, yer stupid.
>
> As I told you before, you are just a noisemaker.
And he responded by admitting that, declaring you to be the same, and that
at least he had the honesty to admit it. I have to agree with that.
> And get over Jason, already.
Why should he? You won't?
> You seem to see him here, there and everywhere, like in that
> Sir Paul McCartney song.
I think you might have been playing games with us, but I don't think that
anyone doubts that Jason is reading the groups.
> People will say you're in love.
People *know* that *you* are.
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