Post by DEATH on Jun 15, 2004 9:29:58 GMT -5
while digging through my hotmail "old stuff" folder, i managed to find a few more that sheldon forwarded to me for some reason....these are some of the gems that were sent from the metallica.com account, which accounts for a LOT of these old emails, and which i wish i could get access to. but metallica, being the fan-loving band they are, charges a mere $75 A YEAR for a metallica.com fan club membership and email access.
anyways, the email was titled "Another lovely message from DEATH himself....just what everyone wants to hear of", and was sent on Tuesday, November 20, 2001. Recipients were axthrower84@yahoo.com, hudsonsstraight@hotmail.com, lilfrannybool@hotmail.com, imjackiechan@hotmail.com, dunkydunk34@yahoo.com, hudsonsfriend@hotmail.com, dober_abd@hotmail.com, stampede_36@hotmail.com, kevincar@hotmail.com.
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hey,
i know what you're all thinking....YES!!! ANOTHER GREAT EDUCATIONAL EMAIL FROM EVERYBODY'S FAVORITE WHITEY, DEATH!!! I SIMPLY CANNOT CONTAIN MY JOY!!! OH MOST TRIUMPHANT DAY!!! yes, yes, everyone loves the weekly newsletter...well i guess it's a newsletter, since it seems to 'happen' a lot, though it brings no useful news (or anything else for that matter). anyway, as i was saying, it all began when.......uh........uh......uh........uh.
anyway, it's thanksgiving, almost, and i am SOOOOOO thankful that julie has not felt the need to inform me that she is not a can-opener or a weed-eater (though i am sometimes thoroughly convinced she does SMOKE large amounts of it [weed, not weed-eaters...they would be rather hard to roll up] ), or a telephone (which canadians are believed to smoke on a frequent basis, like donkey's ex, heh heh), or any other random item that is part of mine or scotty's conversation. i truely feel the Dude has blessed me very much by this, keeping my sanity at a safe, sub-normal level. we are having shawn (Mr. Nice Guy) and audrey, and scottlissa (Mr. Nice Guy's nickname for them, inferring that they are a creature of some sort when together), and my grandma Lois (former owner of 'the glasses'). it shall be fun.
i just now got the message that they JUST NOW shipped my guitar!!!!!! it took them until 5PM today!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!
(snarles in a Dave Mustaine-like manner). I ORDERED THE FREAKIN THING SATURDAY @ NOON!!!!! if it does not ship quickly, i will have to kill a whitey.....well, one more than i usually would....the CEO of FedEx seems to be a good target for some reason......
when i receive my guitar, i have decided i'm gonna give my Electrophonics 8-Track Player/Recorder to Hudson for internal reasons that i will disclose with him wednesday, provided he is there.
school was interesting today....well not interesting, but very helpful for attaining large amounts of sleep. we watched the movie 'Cæser' (yes that's what that annoying little ae thingy is for). it was pretty cool actually, but only because Charlston Heston played the part of Marc Antony, and therefore put relatively large amounts of people to death (as in the ending of a life, not my nickname, which can be differentiated by the use of CAPS). which, by the way, is Charlston Heston's best role as an actor, when he is putting people to death. one not so cool part about it is when Cæser's ghost appears to Brutus (by the way, they chose a HORRIBLE actor to portray Brutus, who reminds me much of Ben Stien in his acting style). Cæser simply says "I shall meet thee at Philippi", and says it in the most annoying voice. holtz, you seemed to enjoy my imitation of it.....but seriously, doesn't it sound like that?!?! i shall have to do another imitation wednesday.
i am SOOOOOOO anxious to get my guitar....i am also rather hyper, considering my usual demeaner, tonight. but after this i get to take the memory, HD, and video input card out of our old Mac and install it on our new Mac, if it works. YEEEE-HAW!!! It should work, but Macs aren't quite as ridiculously (i am not referring in any way to appendages found on the end of my arms, which have appendages attached to them, one of which is useful for BAM!-ing people.....or supposedly two, if your name is Barb) universal as windows/DOS-based systems. but anyway, macs are also very soccerish (i figured we used the term keenanish enough, genius, so you got spared there....be thankful). but, in past (and extremely limited) experience with changing the hardware on our macs, i have been flawless, of course.
The Shadow has announced that he has a new email address. if you didn't hear him announce exatly what it is, you aren't a very good listener, sorry. (or you're partially or completely death, as julie would put it. but she also claims that the aforementioned particular ailment comes from excessive listening to Death Leppard, as she calls them)
apparently, a vandi-terrorism job might be in line for Bob the Busdriver's house. julie claims that he complains about me being a little late to the bus-stop sometimes (i claim that he can put his concerns where the sun don't shine, since he's paid to drive me to school, not to teach me to be punctual. he might find himself punctured). well, then julie told my father (not luke....the other one....
??), and he then told me that i shall be upstairs by 6:45 AM, so that i have 'appropriate time' to get outside early so that i don't displease Bob, and if i fail to do so, i shall be grounded. (honestly, can my parents EVER cut me a word-that-shall-not-be-described-ing break?!?!?!) so, donkey, i might ask soon if you'll be able to give me rides to school. Bob has angered me. and really, i might understand if i was a noisy or troublesome kid, but honest to the Dude, this is all i do on the bus: i sit quietly in my assumed (and NEVER taken, lest the heads roll) seat, the very back-right one, if you are facing the back of the bus, and i listen to my tape-player. that's it! i don't talk or do anything that would cause trouble, i simply sit there and stare out the window while listening to some of the greatest music created (i do believe they call it THRASH). now granted, i do employ exceedingly high volume, but this is for two reasons: 1. i do NOT wish to hear any conversation with danny mowatt contributing. 2. i know that my music is not possibly louder than the SCREAMING kids around me. well, now that i have complained enough to compell you all masticate MY kneecaps, i'll stop.
well, i can't think of much else to type. i shall see most of you wednesday at the thanksgiving eve service. cya!
DEATH
<br><br><br><br a WHITEY'S NECK!>
note: You have now been disqualified for receiving the ATARI 2600 and/or Eletrophonics 8-Track player/Recorder, as the management no longer is interested in giving away the ATARI, and Hudson shall receive the 8-Track because he won by effectively managed to send in the most sweepstakes entries amoungst himselves, effectively defeating 999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999 to 1 odds single-handedly. Sorry, try again next time.
anyways, the email was titled "Another lovely message from DEATH himself....just what everyone wants to hear of", and was sent on Tuesday, November 20, 2001. Recipients were axthrower84@yahoo.com, hudsonsstraight@hotmail.com, lilfrannybool@hotmail.com, imjackiechan@hotmail.com, dunkydunk34@yahoo.com, hudsonsfriend@hotmail.com, dober_abd@hotmail.com, stampede_36@hotmail.com, kevincar@hotmail.com.
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hey,
i know what you're all thinking....YES!!! ANOTHER GREAT EDUCATIONAL EMAIL FROM EVERYBODY'S FAVORITE WHITEY, DEATH!!! I SIMPLY CANNOT CONTAIN MY JOY!!! OH MOST TRIUMPHANT DAY!!! yes, yes, everyone loves the weekly newsletter...well i guess it's a newsletter, since it seems to 'happen' a lot, though it brings no useful news (or anything else for that matter). anyway, as i was saying, it all began when.......uh........uh......uh........uh.
anyway, it's thanksgiving, almost, and i am SOOOOOO thankful that julie has not felt the need to inform me that she is not a can-opener or a weed-eater (though i am sometimes thoroughly convinced she does SMOKE large amounts of it [weed, not weed-eaters...they would be rather hard to roll up] ), or a telephone (which canadians are believed to smoke on a frequent basis, like donkey's ex, heh heh), or any other random item that is part of mine or scotty's conversation. i truely feel the Dude has blessed me very much by this, keeping my sanity at a safe, sub-normal level. we are having shawn (Mr. Nice Guy) and audrey, and scottlissa (Mr. Nice Guy's nickname for them, inferring that they are a creature of some sort when together), and my grandma Lois (former owner of 'the glasses'). it shall be fun.
i just now got the message that they JUST NOW shipped my guitar!!!!!! it took them until 5PM today!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!
(snarles in a Dave Mustaine-like manner). I ORDERED THE FREAKIN THING SATURDAY @ NOON!!!!! if it does not ship quickly, i will have to kill a whitey.....well, one more than i usually would....the CEO of FedEx seems to be a good target for some reason......
when i receive my guitar, i have decided i'm gonna give my Electrophonics 8-Track Player/Recorder to Hudson for internal reasons that i will disclose with him wednesday, provided he is there.
school was interesting today....well not interesting, but very helpful for attaining large amounts of sleep. we watched the movie 'Cæser' (yes that's what that annoying little ae thingy is for). it was pretty cool actually, but only because Charlston Heston played the part of Marc Antony, and therefore put relatively large amounts of people to death (as in the ending of a life, not my nickname, which can be differentiated by the use of CAPS). which, by the way, is Charlston Heston's best role as an actor, when he is putting people to death. one not so cool part about it is when Cæser's ghost appears to Brutus (by the way, they chose a HORRIBLE actor to portray Brutus, who reminds me much of Ben Stien in his acting style). Cæser simply says "I shall meet thee at Philippi", and says it in the most annoying voice. holtz, you seemed to enjoy my imitation of it.....but seriously, doesn't it sound like that?!?! i shall have to do another imitation wednesday.
i am SOOOOOOO anxious to get my guitar....i am also rather hyper, considering my usual demeaner, tonight. but after this i get to take the memory, HD, and video input card out of our old Mac and install it on our new Mac, if it works. YEEEE-HAW!!! It should work, but Macs aren't quite as ridiculously (i am not referring in any way to appendages found on the end of my arms, which have appendages attached to them, one of which is useful for BAM!-ing people.....or supposedly two, if your name is Barb) universal as windows/DOS-based systems. but anyway, macs are also very soccerish (i figured we used the term keenanish enough, genius, so you got spared there....be thankful). but, in past (and extremely limited) experience with changing the hardware on our macs, i have been flawless, of course.
The Shadow has announced that he has a new email address. if you didn't hear him announce exatly what it is, you aren't a very good listener, sorry. (or you're partially or completely death, as julie would put it. but she also claims that the aforementioned particular ailment comes from excessive listening to Death Leppard, as she calls them)
apparently, a vandi-terrorism job might be in line for Bob the Busdriver's house. julie claims that he complains about me being a little late to the bus-stop sometimes (i claim that he can put his concerns where the sun don't shine, since he's paid to drive me to school, not to teach me to be punctual. he might find himself punctured). well, then julie told my father (not luke....the other one....
??), and he then told me that i shall be upstairs by 6:45 AM, so that i have 'appropriate time' to get outside early so that i don't displease Bob, and if i fail to do so, i shall be grounded. (honestly, can my parents EVER cut me a word-that-shall-not-be-described-ing break?!?!?!) so, donkey, i might ask soon if you'll be able to give me rides to school. Bob has angered me. and really, i might understand if i was a noisy or troublesome kid, but honest to the Dude, this is all i do on the bus: i sit quietly in my assumed (and NEVER taken, lest the heads roll) seat, the very back-right one, if you are facing the back of the bus, and i listen to my tape-player. that's it! i don't talk or do anything that would cause trouble, i simply sit there and stare out the window while listening to some of the greatest music created (i do believe they call it THRASH). now granted, i do employ exceedingly high volume, but this is for two reasons: 1. i do NOT wish to hear any conversation with danny mowatt contributing. 2. i know that my music is not possibly louder than the SCREAMING kids around me. well, now that i have complained enough to compell you all masticate MY kneecaps, i'll stop. well, i can't think of much else to type. i shall see most of you wednesday at the thanksgiving eve service. cya!
DEATH
<br><br><br><br a WHITEY'S NECK!>
note: You have now been disqualified for receiving the ATARI 2600 and/or Eletrophonics 8-Track player/Recorder, as the management no longer is interested in giving away the ATARI, and Hudson shall receive the 8-Track because he won by effectively managed to send in the most sweepstakes entries amoungst himselves, effectively defeating 999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999,999 to 1 odds single-handedly. Sorry, try again next time.