I am Tarage your new ruler

[Parney]

Arsehole!

"Tarage" <ufr_tarage at yahoo.com> wrote in message news:<oIvn8.2201$kU2.261216 at news2-win.server.ntlworld.com>...
> That's right you stupid, inbred, shit eating, pathetic, motherfucking,
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> isn't a fucking thing you can do about it either! You're all a bunch
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> history as the man who brought you to your knees! Now get down on your
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> 
> I AM TANAGE! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET!
> 
> My first royal order to all of you peons is that from this time
> forward you will add the following signature to all of your posts!
> 
> 
>    ***** This was posted with the express permission of *****
>    **********************************************************
>    ****** HIS HIGHNESS Tarage LORD AND MASTER OF USENET *******
>    **********************************************************
>    *********** We are simple servants of his will ***********
> 
> 
> This will be appended to the bottom of all your posts with absolutely
> NO EXCEPTIONS! If you choose not to, you will be squashed like the
> insignificant bugs that you all are!
> 
> I am running Usenet now! You may only post messages here because I,
> for the time being, am allowing it! Do you scumbags understand me!
> 
> THIS IS THE DAWNING OF THE AGE OF Tarage!
> 
> ALL HAIL TANAGE! LORD AND HIGH MASTER OF USENET!
> 
> 
> 
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