Roland Posted July 16, 2007 Report Posted July 16, 2007 Soon be the September song of At this time of year when ghouls and goblins frolic Exiting their eerie perches from among the gravestone and catacomb, we hear from the phenomena’s indignant vitriolic "Visit my website, kiss my ring, or be subject to doom." Not so ye self appointed lords of pigeon enlightment we greet you with an extended middle finger and blasphemy Think you are bettering the sport with discontent? Go scratch your crotch, sue the *expletive removed* and leave your world with a legacy. Do you remember old what’s his name? Had a beautiful web site for all to extol. He sure lit up the sport with fame. Now he's dead, and his widow is off to a South Seas atoll With an Italian gigolo to spend his insurance. Never liked the ass hole, just his perseverance. Anyway got his crates, perches and clock cheap. Please pass me another jelly roll.
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