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On Fri, 24 Sep 2010 17:36:46 -0700 (PDT), Mark wrote:

On Sep 24, 8:06*pm, Dave Doe wrote:

Please mate, put him in your bozo bin or just (i)goner the troll.

--
Duncan.

Yeah, right, I'm the troll

Thanks for finally admitting as much and that you lied about your Led
Zeppelin experience. It's good to come clean, the first step in
rehabilitation for ASSclowns and bi-polar fukknutzoids.

On Sep 24, 11:20*pm, Ari wrote:
On Fri, 24 Sep 2010 17:36:46 -0700 (PDT), Mark wrote:
On Sep 24, 8:06*pm, Dave Doe wrote:

Please mate, put him in your bozo bin or just (i)goner the troll.

--
Duncan.

Yeah, right, but I'm not a troll...

Thanks for finally posting so much and telling us about your Led
Zeppelin experience. I was actually there too. Now my psychotic
connection to you is validated. I masturbated all over my keyboard.
But don't call me a queer. I just want to be you. sigh

Holy ****!

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Mark

On Sat, 25 Sep 2010 07:20:30 -0700 (PDT), Mark wrote:

On Sep 24, 11:20*pm, Ari wrote:
On Fri, 24 Sep 2010 17:36:46 -0700 (PDT), Mark wrote:
On Sep 24, 8:06*pm, Dave Doe wrote:

Please mate, put him in your bozo bin or just (i)goner the troll.

--
Duncan.

Yeah, right, but I'm not a troll...


On Sep 22, 9:19*am, Mark wrote:

Also, Graf's brother Led, put on probably the best
concert I ever attended. Over 70 thousand of us
crammed into the old Atlanta football /dome/ in
1973, which was torn down years later.

---
Mark The Freakie Freako

Yeah, what a memory. There we were, shoulder to shoulder my hands in
my pants, on the football field, even though it was before a baseball
game, packed in like sardines. Me, my teddy bear and soon-to-be-dead
Tiger Boy, my pussycat.

The smell of cannabis filled the air. I don't smoke, it draws out my
manic depression.

This special night was different from the Grand Funk Railroad or the
Three Dog Night or Liberace concerts I never attended there. In my
mind, I was. On the football field, where they were awaiting to play
a Braves game. In May when NFL football didn't play.

1973 National Football League season
Regular season
Duration *September 16, 1973 - December 16, 1973*

https://secure.wikimedia.org/wikiped...973_NFL_season

At one point the lights went total black-out, then suddenly the entire
room and immediate area (closet) were drenched in blue light. I began
to sing "My Room" by the Beach Boys because I sure as **** wasn't at
Fulton County Stadium on May 4th, 1973.

Nothing but blue. Next came the "smoke" of dry ice. It was like London
fog in blue. I guess, never been out of South Carolina, The
Mississippi of the East.

Yes it was "Stairway to Heaven" time. Boy was I suprised
at what came next. Tiger Boy jumped on my Philco and killed the
turntable. this was the day I decided to kill him.

Suddenly I released hundreds and hundreds of white fleas! It didn't
quite work out as planned. Except for the few that momentarilly
circled, they basically just flew away. **** me again.

But there was no disappointment. Those first few notes of
"Stairway" took us where I needed to be. Up the stairs to the cool
breasts of my Mommy.

There, in the moment listening to the most famous song in the world. I
turned and looked at my Mommy, Judy ( "Judy blue eyes"), and she
said...

"Mark, get your goddamned hands off my tits and go to sleep. You have
school in the morning".

my son is a freak

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Mark

On Sun, 26 Sep 2010 00:23:36 -0400, Mark wrote:

Yeah, what a memory. There we were, shoulder to shoulder my hands in
my pants, on the football field, even though it was before a baseball
game, packed in like sardines. Me, my teddy bear and soon-to-be-dead
Tiger Boy, my pussycat.

Hate you Mark. A shotgun to my face?
--
Tiger Boi - Cold, Dead, Ain't Coming Back
Former Kat Of Mark(ie) The Nutzoid ****sack
-- ^^^^^^^^^^
-- Whiskers
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