> On Thu, 22 Apr 1999, Tim Byars wrote:
> --]another no talent Biggie Smalls. I hear Puff Daddy hasn't been the same
> I knew you were weak, but this weak?? Its sad once again to see
> the chimchimchumpboy sink so low in the bag of tricks to pull up
> weight gags so early in the match. A true sign of a fading
> light...Poor chimmmy
Clearly your method of success is to cause me to laugh myself into submission.
> And tehn you go on about some third rate POP stars? man your tatste in
> music is as bad as your style and lock of class inthe wordring. You have
> shown zero , zilch, nada, quantity or quality of either . You were amusing
> when you at least had some thin layer of psuedoflash hyped around ya, but
> now with the inclusion of two such rancid artist from the very rancide
> town of your living you have dropped all layers of glimmering
> hope..however thin they were to begin with.
Hey, i heard it on swsmf or whatever it's called. My rap/hip-hop
collection consists of Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg. Not really down with the
brothers. Let's see I'll use Sherlock....
Oh How about "The Great Fatsby" by Leslie West. Dunno who that is but
it's an old relic of an album. Should be about your speed.
> Now as to my fat ass..Aint it great how i can thump my bulky mass against
> your skinny little frame...Boom bOooom. You gota be hurting against my
> massive preponderness of being. I can see your face twisted in pain as the
> phat at flavors come crashing around your puny little peabrain. Chim chim
> go owie:(--
I'm hurting from being doubled over in laughter.
> --]geo political inter gender tag team and come get me. You know where
> --]I'll be waiting.
> Chimychim, clean out your ears. I called you out and now your scurrying
> away with your tail between your skrawny legs. Ha...As if you could ever
> be out of my reach little chim chim boy. Oh you can try to bravado a
> retreat and aybe pry yourself out from under my massive full on body
> slams, but your falterin fast and flatter for the wear.
So your declining a tag team with L.? Sheesh, poor little L. Can't even
get my other arch rival Whoreo to join in with him. And I would have
thought your equatorial sameness and pasty white skin would have bonded
you two. Guess that's why I don't run a match making service.
> I know where you are waiting, under my moutain of flesh and my mega
> poundage of words, caught crying like a little chim chim girl booohooing
> and all weepy like.
You never did answer who the other band mentioned in the film was. Take
out Der Hard Pissing Action Vol 4, from your vcr and answer me.
> He folks, i think its time to put a fork in tim and turn him over...hes
Ain't found a way to kill me yet... AIC
Europe's an unhappy place, they've got that facist groove thing. - Heaven 17