"Joe Horowitz" <jh007c3183NOS...@blueyonder.co.uk> wrote in message

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> "Michael Cunningham" <super...@xuksfx.org.xspamblockx.uk> wrote in message
> news:W9dcc.3353$qP2.10627@news.indigo.ie...
> > Are you still nominating other posters or have you put a stop to it?

> I've stopped.  You know how it is, I was just missing you a lot and needed something
> to fill the void.

> If it's any help, I've nominated every post you've written since you came back.

It's a small crumb of comfort but I must say, I've been slightly troubled by
some of the text messages that have been going back and forth between
you and these "other posters".  Of the ones I found, a lot seem to have loads
of star thingies in them so I've tried to fill in what I think is supposed to be in
there.  Strangely, though, some of the letters don't seem to fit.  Not really
sure why.

Joe: When you start your new job?
Rob P: Fuck that.  Can't be arsed.
Joe: Happy for you. If you have any arsing around to do come here.
RP: Where?
Joe: At the froup.
RP: Which?
Joe: Same one as last time - but a lot of trolls today might not be a good idea.
Maybe next time.
RP: OK will stop drinking and save it for when I see you and just keep nominating me
till then.
Joe: OK you need to save all that energy for **** (UKSF)

Here's another snippet:

ST: U made me so horny the other day had nightmare trying to watch Oxford.
U posting tonight?
Joe: Posting tonight and posting now which is good for me. Glad I can still do
that to you.
ST: That and so much more. When am I going to nominate u?
Joe: Where do you want to nominate me most?
ST: Your tongue ** **** ** ***** ****** (is part of your mouth) and it
runs softly **** **** *** **** **** (over some chocolate-chip ice-cream)
and you choose from there.
Joe: Uh, can't you just send an email to arch...@uksf.org.uk instead?
ST: Playing with my nipples, waiting for more, enjoying every second.
Joe: Well, whatever you think is best.
ST: U can join in any time u want and way u want.
Joe: Where are u, in your bedroom?
ST: Yes am home alone.
Joe:  Where's Judi?
ST: At Allen's.
Joe: Oh, right.  Nominated all your posts from yesterday, btw.
ST: U should see me, naked with only white cotton G-string.
Joe: Love the sound of that cotton but this is just getting a bit too weird for
me.  Think I'll email Mikey and see when he's getting back.
ST: Call me then and you'll hear the real sound.
Joe: Uh... oh... kay.

And then there's this one:
JdS: Did u hang up or was that me? Was just about to get started nominating you!
Joe: Someone just came in my room. S*** (Salt) I was looking forward to that.
Have u any of my stuff that u need bring round to me?
JdS: What sort of stuff, Why, u at the froup? What do u need? I'm supposed to
be going through one of my dead phases.
Joe: Any stuff u need to bring to the house.  I am away right now.  Just lay back
under your patio and think of what I done to you and *** *** (your posts).
JdS: Sorry for delay but just **** (died). Am sure I can find something to
nominate.  Archive still at same address?
Joe: Yes. And I'm sure u have something to nominate from me and am sure it
tastes good.
JdS: Wouldn't know.  Lost all my taste buds at the jamboree that time.
Joe: Not a problem, we will have fun.
JdS: It was nice to hear u nominate me. When I see my posts in the archive, I
want to hear u groan and moan. I can't wait.
Joe: Don't worry, you will and I want to hear u scream.  Right, that's enough
foreplay.  Can you just nominate the fucker now?  Never had this hassle when
Mikey was my OB-B.
JdS:
Joe: Jon, you there?  Helloooooooo
JdS:
Joe: Ah, shite.  Not again.

You have to admit, Joe, it's all pretty incriminating stuff.  But, having thought about
it, I can't really be arsed to find myself a new OB-B so I'm willing to forgive you.
Now, get those trousers off and let's start a heavy night of nominating.

-- 
Mike

http://www.overanalyse.com