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>, oldmadbadger
<oldmadbadger@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> writes
>
>"Nexie" <greenknight@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote in message
>news:fKf_g.24729$w07.6588@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>> oldmadbadger wrote:
>>> hello i always figured this would never happen to me but my bank
account
>>> is
>>> having serious issuses do to a loss of income defect (i was born with
a
>>> hole
>>> in my wallet) and need money to have the bank get the hole fixed so i
am
>>> asking for donations to help with the cost since i dont have insurance
so
>>> if
>>> you have a paypal account please look into your accounts and donate
>>> several
>>> thousand pounds to my paypal email is oldmadbadger@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
i
need
>>> around 2,000,000 pounds to have the account cleared. This is my last
>>> resort
>>> for money i have tried Working Family Tax Credit, my ailing elderly
>>> mother
>>> and my miserable ****ing ingrate friends and to my dissapointment
nothing
>>> happened SO PLEASE I NEED HELP thank you so much badger XXX
>>
>> I must say this really tugged at my heart strings (it's a medical
>> condition a bit like cheese strings only more cardiaccy, for which I'm
>> trying to raise £10,000,000,000 to have rectified by homeopathy and
bile
>> chanting). Unfortunately my Paypal account has been suspended since I
sent
>> money to a poor orphan in Korea called Kim Jong-il to help pay for his
>> ingrowing toenail operation.
>>
>> Have you tried selling your bum to strangers? Or perhaps your ailing
>> elderly mother's? Roll up, roll up - penny a pop!
>
>i went on holiday to malawi and all i got was a lousy ageing peroxide
blonde
>stick insect fading rock star for an adoptive mother ... boy am i going
to
>enjoy my quiet secluded life in ingerland, wearing t-****rts that cost
more
>than my entire village used to exist on for a month !
>
>
Isn't it frightening that all of you (well, all four of you) are now
much more funny than Eddie? What is the " " coming to?
It's a sad, sad world when I return here from my supposed blissful
afei-free existence (and it has become existence again, rather than
"life") to find solace in the virtual company that I kept throughout my
misery rather than in the real-life substitute that was supposed to
relieve me of it.
Oh dear.
I'm not sober enough to work out if I'm making any sense, but what's
worse than that is I'm not sure I particularly care.
Here is my love, which despite positive signs to the contrary when I
signed the adoption (that is, marriage) papers, hasn't found a home
elsewhere.
--
Slips x
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