Subject: I was handled by Nickie Deathchick
Date: 26 Mar 1999 00:00:00 GMT
From: "St. K" <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Organization: Only as little as necessary
And she only charged me $5.50.
I finally quit scratching my ass and pulled out my wallet for Dobbs.
Nickie called me and told me that it may be three to six weeks until my
packet arrived. Bullshit! I had it in two days.
So there is another reason to send money to the Foundation--quickie
service. If you're not right with Dobbs, only your money can fix that
for you. If you have enjoyed 5,000 laugh-filled, but profound pages on
Subsite...If you have spent countless hours masturbating in
alt.slack...It's time to pay up. I did, and you know what? I got more
than my money's worth. I got reams of cool stuff. I got lots of paper
printed right up to the edge with a teeny tiny font. I lahk to laughed
my ass off. I showed some of this Dobbsly humor to a woman who was
still crying after a traumatic therapy session, and she started giggling
uncontrollably. I flashed my saucer ticket at a bartender and drank
free all night long. I found $975 in my mailbox the very next day. My
rash cleared up almost instantaneously. My dicks all grew longer...and
thicker. I lost weight and gained muscle. I'm making scads more money
than I used to, and working less. My dog's tumor went away. I've
gotten laid every night since I got my membership card.
So come on, ye pikers. Cast the pinkness out of your life. Get right