[kj] Remember Uncle Sven boys?

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 Ammonia has been a great companion of mine for many summers ;)


 


 

-----Original Message-----
From: Karen Weil <karen.weil at sddt.com>
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Sent: Mon, Aug 3, 2009 11:56 am
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Ugh, how miserable. Yes, I also remember one summer 
in Europe, where I was a ripe target for the blood-suckers. Still had a great 
time, but plenty of battle scars. ; )


 


KW


SoCal



  
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From: 
  countessghoulita at aol.com 

  
To: gathering at misera.net 

  
Sent: Monday, August 03, 2009 11:50 
  AM

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

  



  
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>
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  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 an
yone does.

  
 

  
Cheers.

  
 

  
k.w.

  

    
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From: 
    Stephen 
    Lawrence 

    
To: 
    gathering at misera.net 

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

    
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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.

    

      
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From: 
      Stephen 
      Lawrence 

      
To: 
      gathering at misera.net 

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

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

      


      From: karen.weil at sddt.com
To: 
      gath
ering 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

      

        
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From: 
        Stephen 
        Lawrence 

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

        
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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. 

        
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From: 
          Stephen 
          Lawrence 

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

          
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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
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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 of 
          one 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 th e 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!"20cried 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 power 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,=2
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          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 rabbits 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
 



          
 

          
 

          
 

          
 

          
Keep 
          Smiling...

          
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myspace.com/themodelaircraftmuseum  

          

          
 

          
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          e.com/paulwadyexperience  

          
 

          
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Most are isolated and ignored

          
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          Act. Transform Lives. 
          

          
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