From: owner-angry-psychos-digest@smoe.org (angry-psychos-digest) To: angry-psychos-digest@smoe.org Subject: angry-psychos-digest V2 #210 Reply-To: angry-psychos@smoe.org Sender: owner-angry-psychos-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-angry-psychos-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk X-To-Unsubscribe: Send mail to "angry-psychos-digest-request@smoe.org" X-To-Unsubscribe: with "unsubscribe" as the body. angry-psychos-digest Saturday, June 21 1997 Volume 02 : Number 210 Today's Subjects: ----------------- NPR...i'm going.... [Leahbraids@aol.com] Message from POE ["COBB,KYLE" ] POE, Atlanta and Apocalypse ["COBB,KYLE" ] Message to POE [AngryTerry ] Atlanta show - 6/19/97 - Planet Hollywood [agentorange2@juno.com] NPR. Vacation [Nihasa9@aol.com] RE: Message from POE ["PadmaT" ] npr: i am devestated . . . i am leaving tonight [Angel4159@aol.com] (Fwd) phlash phlash phlash: Chapter 3 ["* Richards, Leigh" ] NPR: Fiona's New Video [DazRazzle@aol.com] Who am I? [LARVA ] Re: NEAP Trip [Robby Black ] Re: Message from POE ["TyM@n" ] Re: Message from POE [Casey Hansen ] NPR: Empire Sexy Lines ["Colin Alexander Eliot " ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 08:12:08 -0400 (EDT) From: Leahbraids@aol.com Subject: NPR...i'm going.... (all non-APs...ignore the NPR) um....i'm leaving today at 2:30 to go to my absolutely wonderful exciting amazing unbelievable intergenerational retreat....i'm very excited....but i just wanted to let anyone who might be mailing me know that i won't be able to respond till at earliest tuesday....don't feel neglected or abandoned....it's not you....and don't hesitate to mail me either...i love mail...i'm looking forward to having lotsa it when i get home....have an exciting 5 days, all....i love y'all tons and tons and tons.... *HUGS* love always, leah leahbraids@poe.org ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 8:16:00 -0400 From: "COBB,KYLE" Subject: Message from POE POE sends the following Message: ######################### To All Angry Psychos (especially Angry Terry), She has kept her promise regarding Smoking. Still cigarette free!!!! ######################### END MESSAGE Yeah.... Pax, KyL ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 9:23:00 -0400 From: "COBB,KYLE" Subject: POE, Atlanta and Apocalypse As some of you may know, the most worthy POE has a special concert here in Atlanta last night to promote the release of the new Activision video game Apocalypse. The most worthy POE and Bruce Willis star in the action adventure game. The most worthy POE plays the character PLAGUE. SHOW DETAILS: The Place... Planet Hollywood Atlanta The Sound Check... POE enters wearing a long light blue dress with an unusual pattern (Closer inspection shows that the dress is divided into grids with dark blue swirls acting as the key element in the pattern). For Liza and the shoe patrol she is wearing sandals with 1" soles. She wears her amber sun glasses through the sound check. She greets various individuals there and then begins her portion of the sound check. Control (partial) Angry Johnny A Rose is a Rose How Long Respect (partial) Trigger Happy Jack Control After the sound check, we chatted. She's leaving for UTAH at noon EDT today and plans to rock you. After that, its off to work on the album. There was more but that's the stuff that immediately comes to mind. The event... This is an exclusive event with red carpets, free libations, free food, and lots of media. The most worthy POE and Bruce hold a quick press conference on the software and the party kicks off full swing. After about an hour, I find my fellow Angry Psychos!!! And just for the record everyone of them totally rules!!! (Please post your reviews) After what seems like an eternity (as I pace back and forth like an expectant father), 10:15 arrives and the most worthy POE enters the room. She is wearing a long black oriental dress with red flowers. Her shoes are high lace-up charcoal boots. And then Boom, the most worthy POE rocks. That day Choking the Cherry Hello Fly Away Dolphin Beautiful Girl Anything Rose is a Rose Junkie Jane Says Fingertips Control Angry Johnny Trigger Happy Jack How long Many of the people in the audience (the suits) had never heard her, so they were a little stunned at first. One lady told me she had heard POE was a grunge performer. But midway through the show she was converted. The most worthy POE was filled with her usual level of energy and climbed up on display cases while singing. And yes, she did crowd surf thanks to the APs. By shows end, none of us can talk. We try to speak but our vocal cords don't work. While POE makes her way in the crowds, the APs hand out the new flyers. We link up and head out to the bus. The most worthy POE hangs out with us until almost 01:00 EDT. Then, she's off to meet the band at a club. This was my fifth time meeting the most worthy POE, but his has been by far the most wonderful. This event was made all the more special thanks to the opportunity to get to meet more wonderful APs. Words can not adequately express how thankful I am to POE (and to David) for a wonderful evening. I was a POE fan long before I knew the APs existed but now APs are an important part of the trip. Keep it POEsitive people. Pax, KyL ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 06:41:19 -0700 From: AngryTerry Subject: Message to POE ANGRY TERRY sends the following message ############################# So have I Only one way to tell for sure I am tired of kissing your cheek anyway. ######################## manana AT ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 10:45:42 EDT From: agentorange2@juno.com Subject: Atlanta show - 6/19/97 - Planet Hollywood hello hello psychos! i will make this short because i am sure that Dustin, Natalie, Brad, Klye, and Rick will have things to post about this night as well. things started rolling at 1am on thursday morning when natalie called me. she was just calling to confirm everything and give me brad's # since he was already in atlanta. i had to work on thursday from 9-5pm, so i kept checking the messages on my voice mail, waiting for something to happen. natalie finally calls me around 3pm to confirm where we are to meet... jarrod called and left a message at 4pm (thanks jarrod!) saying that we all were on the list. so, with delys of traffic and other things, we finally make it downtown to planet hollywood at 7pm (we were supose to meet for dinner at 6) we run into natalie, brad, and rick about 2 minutes later in front of planet hollywood. we checked to make sure our name was on the list and then had dinner. we got back to planet hollywood (which was closed for this party since about 4pm) and waitied in line to get in. poe was supose to go on at 9pm, but with half of the capasity still waiting in line to get in, she did not go on until a little after 10pm. the show was great, she actually played an entire set! i was surprised... and the really wasen't a stage, it was a sectioned off area big enough for the band to play. and yes, we got her to crowd surf! poe siad this was one of the scariest shows she has ever done... i don't blame her.. for the first hafl of the show, there were cameras in her face, about 10 or so, and there was nothing between poe and all of these people... she was on the floor and so were all of us. it was pretty crazy. so, anyway, after the show was over, she walked out into the crowd and started talking with people (i think was because she had no where else to go... there was no backstage door or anything) it was really hot in there after this, so after about 5 minutes of this, we and her escorts helped her out of the room and through the kitchen and down stairs to her bus. we ignored the planet hollywood lady yelling at us that this was a band only area, but that's ok.. because poe ignored her too and brought us with her.... :) us meaning me, brad, natalie, and kyle. the rest of the AP's didn't make it trough and met us down by the bus a few minutes later. after about a half hour or so, poe seemed to had enough of the press and came out of the bus and sat with us for a good 45minutes or so... brad had her doing things on his laptop... she was totlay psyched! she was really cool (as usual) and told us she was glad we got in... she told her manager that any AP's coming are getting in (and she wasn't kidding, we were all on the guest list as "guests of poe"!) we passed out some AP flyers after to show. (thanks roger!) so, all in all it was a great night.. one of the best poe experiences i've had... natalie seemed a little bummed that the mosh pit was up to speed exactly, but it WAS planet hollywood, but oh well.... maybe next time. it was great to finally meet some of you AP's and maybe we can do this agian sometime... thanks for coming to atlanta. now on to the next AP atlanta happening... lyza's world tour hits 7/1/97! - -rusty you can reach RUSTY at: agentorange2@juno.com or rusty@poe.org note to all: the computer i was using before had the modem blown out in the recent storm in atlanta, so i am slowly cathcing up on email. also, i am moving in 8 days, so, i will be a bit behind on email until i have finished moving. -rusty ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 11:39:00 -0400 From: Nihasa9@aol.com Subject: NPR. Vacation Hey kids..I have to unsubscribe while i'm on vacation. I'm going to Ocean City, MD! :) I'll be gone for about a week and I'll resubscribe when I get back. Laters Cassie ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 11:38:49 -0400 From: "PadmaT" Subject: RE: Message from POE Me too! Great minds, y'know? Padma P.S. Of course, not so great when we started. ______________________________________________________________________ _________ POE sends the following Message: ######################### To All Angry Psychos (especially Angry Terry), She has kept her promise regarding Smoking. Still cigarette free!!!! ######################### END MESSAGE Yeah.... Pax, KyL ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 11:39:54 -0400 From: Angel4159@aol.com Subject: npr: i am devestated . . . i am leaving tonight dear angry-psychos, as you might know, two ppl in my family died last week [my great-grandma and my great aunt]. well, my great-uncle died about ten minutes ago...its like 9:50 in florida now... and his wife is insane and dying of cancer as we speak . and,a few months back, our really close friend to our family had a miscaraage. that was ok because she was pregnant w/ twins and had one left still. today she had five-minute-apart contractions at five months and was bleeding alot. she was forced to deliver [how can i put this?] a bunch of cells today and lost the other baby. plus, she has three kids and a loving, devestated husband watching her die right now. i was leaving for st. louis , mo saturday as well as leaving my dear angry-psychos til from june 21-july 10...but, i am all sad and crying and leaving the list two days early. i still love ya and hope you all have a good summer...love ya, Jessie p.s. you might get this later than i wrote it because i cnt get on-line...its busy! ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 11:38:14 -0400 From: "* Richards, Leigh" Subject: (Fwd) phlash phlash phlash: Chapter 3 dear angry people, i was just listening to poe earlier this week trying to prepare for an exam and it struck me for the umpteenth time how damned amazing her music is. and in light of this it is with great reluctance that i bid you farewell for about a month. i've really enjoyed being amongst you, and will return (roger, dahlia, witchkit... stay as sweet as you all are...) i'll be back in a month... in the mean time, my friend gord's saga continues... (chapters 1 and 2 follow for those who didn't catch this the first time) aploveleigh.XXX CHAPTER THREE: IN-BREDS As I shouted my distress to the heart of the jungle I could feel the empathy of nature. I could feel it crying with me, shouting with me, feeling my pain for me. Together, Nature and I (Phlash) rebelled against that noise that disturbs the very spirit and essence of all that belongs on good planet Earth: that noise known as Barry Manilow. The small animals and South Americans that were now a good few hundred feet below me were starting to sing Copa Cabana, two part harmony, with a chorus of doo-wops and an armadillo as a percussion instrument. The Dickhead (my nemesis), had changed into drag and was doing quite a nifty little shuffle at the front of the South Americans. I was now confident that the Jagulans would be only too willing to assist me in destroying this abomination, although The Dickhead actually didn't look all that bad . . . Charging through the jungle, higher and higher, I came upon a Jagulan picnic spot, red-checkered blankets and hampers everywhere, but not a gorilla-like shape to be seen. "Gosh!" I exclaimed "What's going on here, I'd like to know." And then, innocently skipping along, came twenty of the smallest and ugliest gorillas I've ever seen. Worse than the ones in Planet of the Apes by far. Some of them had extra limbs and all of them were squinting terribly. I should have known, in-breds. "Damn!" I exclaimed to myself (a super-hero never swears out loud) and stepped forward to introduce myself. "GREETINGS OH MIGHTY AND POWERFUL TRIBE OF JAGULA. I AM THE HUMAN KNOWN AS "PHLASH" WHO YOU MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE HEARD OF, DEPENDING ON WHETHER YOU KEEP YOUR EARS WHICH I NOTICE SOME OF YOU HAVE THREE OF, TO THE GROUND OR NOT AND WHETHER OR NOT YOU TEND TO BELIEVE IN MYSTERIOUS YET WONDERFUL PEOPLE CAPABLE OF DOING ONLY WHAT ONE WOULD IMAGINE A SUPER-HUMAN EMPOWERED TO DO. IF YOU HAVE HEARD OF ME THEN PLEASE, DO NOT BE AMAZED OR ALARMED BY MY SEEMINGLY NORMAL APPEARANCE FOR NOT MUCH IS NORMAL ABOUT ME. AND IF YOU HAVE NOT HEARD OF ME THEN LET ME BEGIN TO TELL YOU A LITTLE ABOUT MYSELF. My nickname is Phlash, I like to have adventures and there's a guy who calls himself The Dickhead who likes to ruin them and he's also just generally a bit of a party-pooper. I was born in Zambia and went to school . . . " (at this stage I am interrupted by a relatively large Jagulan with an extra hand hanging where his wotsit should be, a hand which he gesticulated with a lot, mind you, and a distinctly Yorkshire accent on him) "Yes we have heard of you haven't we lads. (No question mark is necessary here because it's a rhetorical question - ed.) We've heard you're bloody barmy and that you go around causing trouble everywhere and that you smell funny and that you never doing anything special and that your enemy is your best friend and that you just got lost while you were playing in your back-garden one day and that you're as thick as pig-shit." "Are you sure you're not thinking of 'Flash' and his enemy, The PenisNoggin?" I demanded. "Well, which one of you is the one who always insists on doing the Tequila dance naked with Jack Russels and sucking orange juice out of toilet paper before you travel on airoplanes?" "That's me." I replied. "Oh sorry then, I did have you confused. Well, what can we do for you Mr Flash, I mean Phlash?" "THE DICKHEAD IS IN THE MIDDLE OF PERFORMING COPA CABANA AS WE SPEAK, OH MIGHTY, IN CHARACTER AT LEAST, JAGULANS." "No!!!!!" "YES!!!!!!" "Nooo!!!!!!!" "YE-EES!!!!!!!!" "Nooo-oo!!!!!!!!!" "YE-EEEEEESSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "Bugger!" ("No thanks, I'm busy.") ("Later then?") ("If you play your cards right.") ("Deal me a hand.") ("Giggle giggle.") (Dirty look, and short giggle.) "WELL ANYWAY, LET'S GET DOWN THERE AND PUT AN END TO THIS UNNATURAL BEHAVIOUR BEFORE . . . . . ." My words trailed off as I realised that all the Jagulans were falling asleep, and even my superish powers were no match for the spell that was envelopping (does anyone have spelling advice on this one? ed.) the picnic area. Determined to accomplish my mission (that of speaking loudly and trying to impress people with the apparent mass to body size ratio of my crotch) (which necessarily involved protecting my vocal chords, diaphragm, lungs and the four pairs of socks that I kept stuffed in my crotch), I dragged myself deep into the bushes beyond the picnic area before losing consciousness to the sounds of The Dickhead giving orders in rhyming couplets: Pick up the big one Drag him by his tongue. Bring me the hampers Of the gorilla campers Don't shake his hand It . . . (Will Phlash ever get a chance to tell The Dickhead how awful his rhyme is? Will Phlash even wake up at all? Is Phlash feeling a little horny? Will Phlash have a wet dream about a girl called Cindy that he used to study with? Will Phlash get a chance to clean his socks? Is Phlash a bit of a wally? Will anything ever happen in this story? Am I a pratt? Will Tom Jones end up having to come and save the day after all? Will a new character called Dave, a 10 month old Labrador be introduced into the story so as to be the real hero of the story while Phlash takes all of the glory but is a hero in a sense because he has to put up with Dave's remarkably enduring slobber content? Found out the answers, sometimes express and sometimes implied, to these and seven other questions that I haven't thought of yet in the next much-better-than-this-one chapter of your favourite super-hero . . . PHLASH, PHLASH, PHLASH) [YET AG (SORRY, I MEAN) yet again, I've included the two previous chapters of phlash phlash phlash just in case you didn't receive the last ones. Oh, if you want me to stop sending you them, please let me know, and if you want to make a guest appearance in the story then let me know that too. - ed.] > CHAPTER TWO: BARRY MANILOW > > (Phlash is stuck on the island of Jagula, there are small animals > and South Americans (small to average height) singing in different > keys all around him. There are gorillas (native Jagulans) somewhere > in the jungle. There is no Cabbage. [For those of you who missed > the first chapter, I've included a copy at the end of this one - > ed.] ) > > Suddenly, from out of one of the trees, there came a loud and > raucous giggle . . . > 'Come out from your hiding place Nem Isis' I shouted. > 'I'm gay.' he replied. > 'No, I mean let me know where you're hiding place is so that I can > confront you and attempt to resolve this conflict before moving onto > my next challenge.' 'No.' 'Please.' 'Em . . . what will you give me > if I do.' 'I'll give you a new name. You can be known as The > Indefinite Article, or 'a'.' 'How about 'The Dickhead'?' 'Em . . . > okay, if you want.' 'I do. And do you think I could become a woman > as well, so as to provide you with more exciting opportunities for > the future, as suggested by the editor at the end of the last > chapter.' 'No, and I think he was joking anyway.' 'Oh.' At this > stage I realised that the animals and the South Americans had subtly > changed from singing Home on the Range in different keys to singing > 'Unforgettable' by Nat King Cole in a 5 part harmony in A#. > 'Someone's in trouble' I thought to myself. It turned out I was > right, for at that very moment, a 15 year old boy had been caught > bunking class in his High School and was getting a right telling > off from his teacher. What's more, they were going to call his > parents and tell them, and then he was going to be in real trouble. > The sort of trouble that might cause small animals and South > Americans to sing something really awful, like Chris de Burgh, or > Rod Stewart, or (if his parents are really abusive and he gets a > good beating) . . . B a r r y M a n i l o w. Clearly, it was time > to get out of here. Although the Jagulans were known Ornivores, I > wasn't a bird and therefore had nothing to fear. While I could hear > 'The Dickhead' humming along to the strains of what was starting to > sound increasing like 'The Lady in Red', I ran up into the mists of > the jungle, heading for the mountain where the Jagulans were known > to live and have the occasional picnics. Hegdging all my bets on > the hope that they too hated Barry Manilow, I let out the ancient > Jagulan cry of distress as I ran towards their sleeping area: > 'Anybody want some tea. Who's a pretty gorilla then? Wooshi wooshi > woo, lovely gorilla willa, yees, yes you are!' > > (Will Phlash manage to find the Jagulans? Are the Jagulans still > there? Are the Jagulans possibly not gorillas at all but actually > the extras from Planet of the Apes, who were dropped there when they > couldn't get their make-up off and their spouses got a little bit > sick of playing 'jungle-boogie' and longed for normal sexual > relations? Will the island be forced to listen to the unnatural > melodies of Barry 'why would I want a nose job?' Manilow? Will > Phlash do anything to make himself appear a little more hero-like > than all the boring shit he's done so far? Find out in the next > (slightly less mundane) chapter of . . . PHLASH, PHLASH, > PHLASH!!!!!) > > > CHAPTER ONE: STRANGE NOISES > > > Kaboom. An explosion that made a strange noise. Fwwzt. A streak > > of light went . . . em, streaking by. Thud. A dead bird landed > > heavily on the pavement. Once again, I was alone . . . and I > > wasn't engaged in anything very closely connected with > > masturbation. All around me, small animals and South Americans > > were singing 'Home on the Range' in different keys, producing a > > cacophony of sound and chili. It would appear that my nemesis, > > Nem Isis (he defined himself in terms of his relationship with me > > - what a dork), had managed to transport to the mysterious island > > of Jagula. Which, in the language of the native Jagulans (who are > > gorillas), means something which we guess can be approximated to > > 'island which is inhabited by small animals and South Americans > > singing 'Home on the Range' badly, producing a cacophony of sound > > and chili'. We don't think that the Jagulans have quite got a > > grip on the concept of different keys in music. We guess this > > because they ate a crate of pianos in 1867. Of course, those were > > different Jagulans to the ones that live here now, but music is so > > often genetic, and pianos so expensive, that it's easier to just > > speculate on these things for the time being. Brrrrt. Hmm, it > > appears that one of the South Americans is farting as well as > > singing 'Home on the Range' in F#. Clearly, they have been > > informed of my weak points and pet hates. I decide that it's time > > for me to do something about my situation, it's time for me to be > > heroic and respond to my difficulties. Unfortunately, I haven't > > eaten cabbage or beans for weeks. > > > > [will phlash find some substance to enable him to retaliate > > against the small South Americans? will he end up in a beautiful > > (if viewed objectively) love affair with a Jagulan? will Nem Isis > > change his silly name, or at least his gender, to create more > > exciting possibilities for Phlash in the future? Find out in the > > next instalment of . . . "PHLASH, PHLASH, PHLASH"] > > > - --------------------------------------------------------------------- "Ned: I want adventure. I want romance. Bill: Ned, there is no such thing as adventure. There's no such thing as romance. There's only trouble and desire. Ned: Trouble and desire. Bill: That's right. And the funny thing is, when you desire something you immediately get into trouble. And when you're in trouble you don't desire anything at all. Ned: I see. Bill: It's impossible. Ned: It's ironic. Bill: It's a fucking tragedy is what it is, Ned." "Simple Men", Hal Hartley "If it's whack, send it back" - Ben Lee. - --------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 11:24:00 -0400 (EDT) From: Egirl1234@aol.com Subject: Re: server problems? I haven't been able to get into the chat room...is it a aol thing???? nadine ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 10:05:10 -0700 From: "Evan E. Zelig" Subject: Utah Hey there Psychos, Sorry i am unable to go to Utah for the show tomorrow, but I have other plans. I am very sorry, but have a great time and tell POE I say Hello. Also, tell Melyssa I say hello. I haven't seen her on line in forever.... ======================================================================= Evan E. Zelig - ezelig@earthlink.net CHECK OUT BACKSTAGE ONLINE - http://206.43.146.101/backstage/ Among The Top 5% Of All Music Web Sites! Featured In Music Connection Magazine (Vol. XXI, Issue #5) ======================================================================= ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 14:24:17 -0400 (EDT) From: DazRazzle@aol.com Subject: NPR: Fiona's New Video hey! Has anyone seen Criminal _ Fiona's new viedo. Do U like it? I don't think the video really goes with the song. The song is a lot mor emeaningful. Yo, Fiona loked so possesed with those pink contacts D@Z ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 14:40:20 -0400 From: LARVA Subject: Who am I? 1. Who am I? Well, my given name is Jason Kiss, but I go by Husk. 2. I'm originally from Willimantic, Ct, but I now reside in Boston, MA 3. I'm now 20, but as of Sept. 12, I'll be 21. 4. I was on a buying binge a long time ago. I liked the cover of Poe's CD, so I was like, why not? Over a year later I find her getting really big, and I'm positively thrilled. 5. Wow. Big question. I like Bjork, Tori Amos, Sarah McLachlan, Traci Lords, Shampoo, Jewel, Ruby, Donna Lewis, Merril Bainbridge, Lisa Loeb...the list goes on and on. 6. Hmmm...other interesting info? I work at the Hard Rock Cafe, and I play Hello whenever I can there. I'm hoping that she'll play there some day, hopefully soon. ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 15:48:26 -0400 From: Robby Black Subject: Re: NEAP Trip Hey all...This sounds great to me...I am not sure what is going on..I am just getting on the computer in 3 weeks and have a LOT of ground to make up.. I will read through all the messages...I am sure that there are a lot of ideas out there.... On the other side...Taking 3 weeks off was kind of weird..Though i was really busy, getting cut off from you guys is differnet..We should all be happy of what we have here... REGIONAL stuff..: by monday i should be caught up and more info on regional stuff..if you have written to me and i haven't got back to you by monday..get to me.. Thanks take care.. robby ps...good to be back...:) At 06:25 PM 6/14/97 -0400, you wrote: >Hey Everybody, >I just read Cleo's post and was just thinking about how we should organize a >day where all NEAP's & any other AP's could go to Darien Lake for the Day and >hang out. It would be fun, relatively inexpensive, and a lot of fun! Just a >thought... let me know what you guys think...especially you Robby....I would >be willing to organize or help organize it. Thanx > >APLuv >Shawn >shawn@poe.org >sfpooh@aol.com > > - -- Robby Black email: robby@poe.org A n G r Y - P s Y c H o S: "Guys we are getting kicked out of here...But you can come back to the hotel if you want" ~POE 1997 Rochester, NY www.poe.org www.angry-psychos.com ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 12:17:26 -0700 From: "TyM@n" Subject: Re: Message from POE > From: COBB,KYLE > POE sends the following Message: > To All Angry Psychos (especially Angry Terry), > She has kept her promise regarding Smoking. Still cigarette free!!!! > KyL Well good for her...one problem with quitting smoking....click here to see what happened to Poe... http://www.crl.com/~tyman/poesmoke.html TyM@n (Just a guy in the ORG) ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 20 Jun 1997 17:45:56 -0700 From: Casey Hansen Subject: Re: Message from POE That sucks man! Funny, but it just sucks! Can't believe you did that. Danke, Casey TyM@n wrote: > > > From: COBB,KYLE > > POE sends the following Message: > > To All Angry Psychos (especially Angry Terry), > > She has kept her promise regarding Smoking. Still cigarette free!!!! > > KyL > > Well good for her...one problem with quitting smoking....click here to see > what happened to Poe... > > http://www.crl.com/~tyman/poesmoke.html > > TyM@n > (Just a guy in the ORG) ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 21 Jun 1997 00:17:26 -0400 From: "Colin Alexander Eliot " Subject: NPR: Empire Sexy Lines Hi all! I was watching Empire the other day and noticed it has more sexual undertones than the other movies in the trilogy. Here are my 5 favorite lines. These may be slightly paraphrased-i didn't feel like rewinding just to double check every word. Enjoy! 1. Sure is a lot of moisture in here! -Han to Leia 2. Control! You must learn control! -Yoda to Luke 3. That's OK I'd like to keep it on manual control for a while.-Luke to R2 4. Size matters not. Judge me by my size do you? Yoda to Luke 5. It's possible he came in through the south entrance. -Deck Officer to Han (my favorite line) Colin Alexander Eliot Diesel@poe.org ------------------------------ End of angry-psychos-digest V2 #210 ***********************************