The Stupidities of Abctales that's why we lost Soraia

Styx, you ARE the stupidities of ABCtales! None of the 'people' you mentioned had anything to do with her leaving. I seem to recall that Soraia got a bit uppity about something that needn't have concerned her, her choice to flounce and leave. It is of course regretful when a member takes that course of action, but you know life is ultimately a mirage, so why worry about it? Peace bruv.

And annuver fing... *belch*... you're all a fugging bunch of snobs! Oh dear. It seems the River Styxbroox runs golden with cheap cider once more...

I think most people who have been around for a while will know precisely what Styx meant... having seen it all before. It IS difficult to keep track of the many different names that a handfull of old users utilise in an attempt to make their few voices seem like a choir. One multi-phrenic person has several characters including a whole new personna which has, probably ironically, proved to be more popular than her own. Another has used so many hats he should call himself Hatstand. A few others just use their alter-egos for mud slinging, as they always have. Still, it is upsetting to see yet another poet, a true voice not just an echo, driven away. Certainly nothing to do with Jasper though.

Mykle, why don't you just fuck off?

http://www.freewebs.com/michaeljamestreacy/index.htm Strangers in your tights, exchanging prances; wandering in your tights but what advances?

Every time I come over here, its like being in a neighborhood full of backyard dogs. One dog hears another bark, they all run to the fence and bark at one another through the fence. ARF ARF ARF, YIP, ARF, YIP, YIP. Pretty soon, you've got a whole neighborhood of dogs barking their fucking brains out at nothing. Next the owners come out and yell at the dogs for barking. The rest of us can't hear the nice music on the stereo so we just get in our car and go somewhere quiet where there aren't any barking walnut brained turd makers. The dogs go back in their houses and beg for food. Later, it all happens again. Dogs are pretty stupid.

There were once four monks who had taken a vow of silence. One day, they were sat meditating on the top of a hill, when the first said, 'I have not said a word for over ten years.' The second turned to him and said, 'You idiot! You broke your vow of silence!' 'You are both as foolish as each other,' said the third monk. The fourth monk smiled and shook his head. 'I am the only one who has not spoken,' he said. Just my little way of saying that Radio Denver is a corpulent, sanctimonious twat who nobody likes. And it's spelt 'stupid' you prick.

Ah. I see you've edited your comment. Slow evening, fatso?

Arf - mutha-fucka (it's 3 in the afternoon here dumbshit)

Oh Dear! and I thought I had joined a group that could discuss a subject with style and elegance. I didn't know Soraia but her reason for leaving?.......She knows surely that's all that matters.

To my mind, there's plenty of style and no small amount of elegance in the well-worn phrase: "Radio Denver is a corpulent, sanctimonious twat."

Abctales is normally nice and quiet and civilised and supportive, but every now and then we see the Greater Internet Fuckwad Theory in action: Normal Person + Anonymity + Audience = Total Fuckwad Shitcock!

Every time I come over here, it's like being in a neighborhood full of backyard dogs. Cool dogs.

corpulent? Nobody's ever called me that before. Has a certain ring to it... Radiocorpulent....no that would be the old me... Radio Corpulent That's more like it. That's my new handle.

So you're kind of like the arch nemesis of Corporal Radiant?

Yeah...kind of.

Holmes threw a large kipper at me. I was able to catch it safely with one hand. "Holmes?" I asked, holding the fish up and away from me as it smelled. "That's my new name for the Detective Club. Kipper." "But don't you have to pay five guineas to join under a nom de plume?" I said. "Yes, Watson, but it's worth it just to throw mud about on the pinboard in the lobby."