[kj] Remember Uncle Sven boys?

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 I landed to the ER for mosquito bites in 1999. My left shoulder and forearm was riddled with 14 bites, just to begin with. I counted a total of 33 bites, without considering my back.  
After a night in pain, I decided to go to the ER, as I could barely move my arm. Heh, summer near Venice is a bitch!


 


 

-----Original Message-----
From: Karen Weil <karen.weil at sddt.com>
To: A list about all things Killing Joke (the band!) <gathering at misera.net>
Sent: Mon, Aug 3, 2009 11:44 am
Subject: Re: [kj] Remember Uncle Sven boys?
















Uh, you'll get no argument from me there. I don't like 
mosquitos, either. I don't think anyone does.


 


Cheers.


 


k.w.



  
----- Original Message ----- 

  
From: 
  Stephen 
  Lawrence 

  
To: gathering at misera.net 

  
Sent: Saturday, August 01, 2009 4:12 
  AM

  
Subject: Re: [kj] Remember Uncle Sven 
  boys?

  


awww your too good to me karen lol 
how about mosquitos ...i 
  hate them 
 

  


  From: karen.weil at sddt.com
To: gathering at misera.net
Date: Fri, 31 
  Jul 2009 12:18:01 -0700
Subject: Re: [kj] Remember Uncle Sven boys?


  

  
Not a thing I'm aware of -- in fact, I quite like the 
  critters. However, out of respect for you, I will find another creature to 
  insult. ; ) 

  
 

  
Ciao,

  
 

  
k.w.

  

    
----- Original Message ----- 0A
    
From: 
    Stephen 
    Lawrence 

    
To: gathering at misera.net 

    
Sent: Friday, July 31, 2009 12:16 
    PM

    
Subject: Re: [kj] Remember Uncle Sven 
    boys?

    


shame on you insulting poor cuddly seals 
what have they 
    ever done to you lol ?
 

    


    From: karen.weil at sddt.com
To: gathering at misera.net
Date: Fri, 31 
    Jul 2009 12:13:51 -0700
Subject: Re: [kj] Remember Uncle Sven 
    boys?


    

    
The Muppets are Navy Seals. ; )

    
 

    
k.w.

    
SoCal

    

      
----- Original Message ----- 

      
From: 
      Stephen 
      Lawrence 

      
To: gathering at misera.net 

      
Sent: Friday, July 31, 2009 12:10 
      PM

      
Subject: Re: [kj] Remember Uncle Sven 
      boys?

      


shame on you talking about the marines like that lol 
      
 

      


      From: karen.weil at sddt.com
To: 
      gathering at misera.net
Date: 
      Fri, 31 Jul 2009 11:42:36 -0700
Subject: Re: [kj] Remember Uncle Sven 
      boys?


      

      
Oh, and don't forget: We're also financing a rogue 
      band of paramilitary Muppets. ; ) 

      
 

      
Cheers,

      
 

      
Karen W. =0
A
      

        
----- Original Message ----- 

        
From: 
        Stephen 
        Lawrence 

        
To: gathering at misera.net 

        
Sent: Friday, July 31, 2009 11:41 
        AM

        
Subject: Re: [kj] Remember Uncle 
        Sven boys?

        


so that's what u s tax dollars finances then 
        
poor beatrix must be revolving in her grave [ what's left of her ] 
        
 

        


        From: paulwady at hotmail.com
To: gathering at misera.net
Date: 
        Fri, 31 Jul 2009 13:13:26 +0100
Subject: Re: [kj] Remember Uncle Sven 
        boys?


        
        Well...I was hacking these foreign military computers looking for UFO 
        antigravity technology when...


        

        
 

        
 

        
 

        
 

        
 

        
 

        
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        From: stephen.l at live.com
To: gathering at misera.net
Date: Fri, 31 
        Jul 2009 11:29:36 +0000
Subject: Re: [kj] Remember Uncle Sven 
        boys?


        
        where did you find THAT ?
it was a good laugh ...thanks paul 
        
 

        


        From: paulwady at hotmail.com
To: gathering at misera.net
Date: Fri, 31 
        Jul 2009 11:28:10 +0100
Subject: [kj] Remember Uncle Sven 
        boys?


        
        

 
AAAAh, those teenage years getting into rock n 
        roll, and the adult world.  The girls obcessed with beauty and boys 
        bodies.  The boys were intested in doing things to boys bodies 
        too.  
 
I recall a family ours knew whose son was a 
        teenage (14 odd) connoisseur of Uncle Sven, a boys best friend in 
        matters that fascinated us.  I just Googled the sick bastard to 
        find out what he was doing writing stuff like Legion of the damned and 
        The bloody road to death (definitely not what you got in Jackie, eh 
        Ladies?) and I found this story.
 
I could only think of20one 
        group of people to share it with...

 

        

        
 

        

        

        


Peter 
        Rabbit Tank Killer

Once upon a time, there were four 
        rabbits, Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail and Peter. They lived with their 
        mother, Old Mrs. Rabbit, in a warren which looked -to the unaccustomed 
        eye- rather like the lice infested trenches of World War I.

One 
        day Peter's mother said "I am going to market to sell my mittens. You 
        may play in the woods if you wish but, Peter, you and your naughty 
        cousin Benjamin Bunny are not to antagonize Mr. McGregor nor blow up any 
        Panzer tanks today", and with that, she left in a swish-swash-swish of 
        rustling skirts.



But 
        oh! That Peter was a naughty rabbit! No sooner had his mother left than 
        he had dressed for combat and hopped down to the end of the lane to 
        rendezvous with his cousin Benjamin. As the two young rabbits exchanged 
        their fulsome greetings, they suddenly became aware of a mighty 
        a-clinking and a-clanking coming up the road! Their little hearts 
        a-flutter, they peered judiciously around the corner.

Why 
        it was Mr. McGregor in 
a MkII Tiger tank with a transversable 88mm 
        howitzer and two forward mounted 7.62mm machine guns!



"Be 
        quick and fetch the Panzerfaust anti-tank gun from Tom Kitten!" 
        whispered Benjamin. So Peter went lipperty-lipperty all the way to Tom 
        Kitten's house.

"Quick!" Peter implored him. "Lend me your 
        Panzerfaust, for Mr. McGregor has a Tiger tank and will surely blast us 
        all into bloody shards of flesh, bone and sinewy pulp if we are not 
        careful, if we are not most circumspect!"

Tom Kitten gave Peter 
        his anti-tank gun willingly for Mr. McGregor had scolded him once. But 
        by the time Peter had returned to his cousin, Mr. McGregor had driven up 
        the road and opened fire on Jemima Puddleduck, killing her 
        instantly.

"Thank goodness you were not the least tardy!" cried 
        Benjamin, as the turret of Mr. McGregor's tank slowly turned towards the 
        humble abode of Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle.

"Waste the 
        fucker!"

Benjamin called out with the sensation of 
        enjoyment. So Peter steadied the Bazooka on his shoulder and squinted 
        one beady little rabbit eye down the sights.



Now, 
        rabbits eat lots of carrots and every child knows that carrots do your 
        eyesight a pow
er of good, so of course Peter did not 
        miss.

Whooomph! Ka-Woooommmbbbb! The AP shell from the 
        Panzerfaust slammed square into the cowling of the Tiger's twin back 
        Mayback HL 700hp engines, sending fuel cascading everywhere!



"Take 
        that for putting my father in a pie, you four-eyed Scottish bastard!" 
        exalted Peter and gave a little rabbity hop for joy.

But oh dear! 
        Mr. McGregor was trapped in the hatch of his burning Panzer tank and he 
        was a-hollering and a-screaming fit to burst!

"Kill me, please!" 
        he requested of the rabbits. "For I am trapped and sorely afraid that I 
        shall slowly burn to death from the legs upwards!"

Benjamin Bunny 
        raised his Scmeisser and pumped a full magazine into the distressed Mr. 
        McGregor's head, thereby solving the pretty little pickle they had found 
        themselves in!

All of a sudden, another hatch opened who 
        should fly out but Mr. McGregor's cat! Now Benjamin's father had no 
        opinion whatsoever of cats, but Benjamin was shit-scared of them and 
        would have most surely voided himself in his attire had not the cat been 
        one huge ball of flame and surely demising.

When Mr. McGregor's 
        cat rattled and lay still, the two little ra
bbits exchanged salutes and 
        promised to meet again next Thursday and then hurried back to their 
        respective domiciles.

Oh dear! Old Mrs. Rabbit was distraught in 
        the extreme when she learned what her naughty son had been 
        about.

"How many times have I told you about blowing up tanks!" 
        she chided. "You are a naughty, wicked rabbit!"

Flopsy, Mopsy and 
        Cottontail who had not assaulted any armored vehicles were rewarded with 
        fresh lettuce and carrots and radishes, but Peter was sent to bed 
        without any supper.

But then, who wants to eat that rabbit food 
        shit anyway?

The End
 



        
 

        
 

        
 

        
 

        
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