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Do you remember when we were in Africa?



Frank Burns:

>Yeah, live in your fantasy world where a woman would actually look in
>your direction without snickering.

Projecting your life experience on another is quite a common trait of
mental illness, Major Burns.  This sounds more like a cry for help than
an insult.  However, I would send you the link to my website where you
can see the "model" I hired to pose in my alleged wedding pictures, but
I'll just let you wallow in your jealousy instead.

>You're NO Keith Moon. You're just a looney. And like your soulmate
Gregg, not worth my time.

Now why would you take an unprovoked shot at Greg now too?  See?  That's
why you're so despised; you cannot, will not pass on an opportunity to
fuck with someone.  And you want to talk about ME getting therapy???
You is a messed up somebody, and you prove it with each and every post.
God, you are incredible.

And I think it's a fine opportunity to let you know, that I am, in fact,
Keith Moon.  I decided in '78 that it was time to move on.  I was
trapped by the lifestyle and the only way out was the "Elvis Way".  I
staged my own demise (at Jim Morrison's suggestion) and moved to Africa
with Jim and Elvis.  We own a Tastee Freeze near the coast.

Which lends to a fine segue into a similar topic...


Jim in Colorado