Juan Jimenez wrote:

Go ask Jim. That is, assuming you can muster the cojones to do so, given no
one else around seems to have any when it comes to going to the source. All
bark, no bite.

The last time somebody went to the source, the source was last seen
running "DOWN" the "UP" elevator, cowardly piece of filth that he is.
There are numerous records of confrontations being attempted to get
explanation from the source ~ from the Horse's Ass, if you will ~ but
Jimbo the Rocket Clown loves nothing more than to run.

It's your friend the pendejo that has no cojones, only running shoes
and fast ones at that. I'm surprised he hasn't claimed the records of
Jim Thorpe or Jesse Owens at this point. When it comes to the Rocket
Racer he's going to fly, I suspect it won't be a velocity, but a rocket
powered Nike of enormous proportions. In fact, was he just in Manitou
Springs, Colorado? They had a coffin race here with one dressed up as
a Rocket Ship with .50 caliber machine guns. I thought it might have
been Zoom's and was saddened not to find him in it, lying vertically
and holding Lillies, of course. That flower would go very well with
his liver...not to mention a nice Chianti and some Fava
beans...slurp...slurp...slurp.

But that's all right...someone's going to get to the source real soon.
He's got a lot to answer for, but when it comes to good reasons or good
excuses, or even bad ones, he's going to be empty-handed when it comes
to Lawful Right.

When you finally find him in the pit of quicksand he's made for
himself, do me a favor ~ do us all a favor ~ hand him an anvil or a
cannon ball. Try and make it quick. We don't care if "quick" equates
to "painless" for Jimbo the Glory Slut...we just want him gone.

And whatever you do, don't make the mistake of stepping into the
quicksand with him. It's not too late...despite your comments.