Subject: Re: One Hand Washes The Other -- Reposted from Boater Talk
From: dog3@nowhere.com  (Cubic Dog)
Date: 4/3/00 1:10 PM Eastern Daylight Time
Message-id: <38e8d116.20686386@199.45.45.11>


On 31 Mar 2000 10:06:22 GMT, rivieraratt@aol.comRATT.BOY (Rattso del
Flatulato) wrote:


>(The anonymous author posted under the pseudonym, "Raoul Duke." All the usual
>suspects disclaim responsibility. Enjoy!)
>


The detractors say he is too old, 
They say he has no chops, 
  They say all kinds of things hoping to keep
  the truth from filling their nights with horrible
  nocturnal visions.


But the truth is the truth, 
  we are all professionals here, and
  some of you can take it. Those who
  can't probably are better off dead.


The evil bastard duke haunts the fringes of 
the cannibalistic orgies of gauleyfest. The
vile pierced 4x4 pickup slasher crowds that
fill the good rural folks with fear and trepidation
and the local constabularies with joy. 


Rationalise all you want, shortboat, longboat,
pornstar full facial blunt flying splitwheels. We
roll for fun, it's a style thing. We don't miss the
rocks like those slalom fags, we are full contact
kickboxing masters of deceit. Were Hoover still
alive he'd be lying in his little den of horror  dressed as a nazi
princess, sucking that little dogs toes for the last distant 
tastes of infantile comfort.  Gripped and driven by the ultimate
motivator, fear, he'd at least know how to cope. 


But time marches on, we the living have got
the dead in our teeth. Raoul is out there, best-beloved,
you can betcher ass, if you haven't already sold it. 


 The alledged attorney alluded to in that vile diatribe
is a sick and venal eater of the dead. Be quiet and learn
and you might hedge your bets. That thing is female. 
Steeped in a culture of shame and degradation, the
half-human, half-barrister is the devils own, and it 
is by choice. The one thing those Janus visioned
boat purveyors fear most. Choice.