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First of all I'm a BIG MF'R. Today, after about 1 miles of x-c skiing I tipped the scales at 230 lbs. Consequently, if you hit me, you wouldn't be sitting there at your computer making cheesy insulting replies. In fact, if you hit me, bozo, I would have turned around and put your lights out without giving you the benefit of a quote of the law at all. To be quite honest, punk, I go through life waiting for some s.o.b to hit me because I'm a killer. I make eratic, ratical turns in front of snowboarders, and I carry a knife. On top of that I've got police records as long as your arm in the states of N.H., Vt. and Ma. Jail is my home away from home, and mental hospitals are my heaven on earth. The only reason I ski would be that my family thinks it has a good influence on my depraved personality. They hire expensive lawyers that keep me on the slopes. Nevertheless, I gave the 9/11 terrorists a pat on the back at Logan before they entered their planes. You see, I especially hate New Yorkers who think they own the world. I'm not alone, am I?dmc said:
