The ShanMonster vs. Tony [Thursday, December 20, 2001]

Tony: bend over, the italian stallion wants to see your masterpiece

ShanMonster: Sylvester Stallone?

Tony: nope just an ordinary guy from toronto

ShanMonster: Then what does the Italian Stallion have to do with anything, let alone whatever masterpiece has accidentally become affixed to my bottom?

Tony: u got it only if you are not fat then we should go out on a hot date lol

ShanMonster: From the sounds of things, it would be in my best interest to start packing on the cellulite.

Tony: sniff sniff sobb sobbb

ShanMonster: I prefer men with working vocabularies.

Tony: not a younger one with an italian sausage? lol

ShanMonster: I loathe sausages.

Tony: well if u are fit then lets meet lol

ShanMonster: I only wish I was unfamiliar with the form of logic you follow.

Tony: mabey u are fat

ShanMonster: And maybe you have an IQ over 60.

Tony: ha ha i have a Bsc fatty

ShanMonster: I hadn't realized university standards had become so low.

Tony: and seems you not intrested in sex so go to your room and study

ShanMonster: What was your first clue? I am in my room, and I am currently engaged in a study on cultural behaviour. I'm noting a high correlation between social retardation and internet access.

Tony: bahahah social retardation what a coincidence that must be you

ShanMonster: Yes, that is a distinct possibility. I'm certainly not keeping up with the Joneses, in a "cyber" sense. Right now, the digitally-correct thing seems to be sexual predation paired with horrific spelling and grammar, all whilst grabbing one's crotch and bragging about what I suspect are undeserved university degrees. I'm quite happy being a social retard, if it means I don't have to act in such a revulsive manner.

Tony: you sound like a desperate pathetic humanoid go post this conversation on your website you fatso I never mentioned anything about "cybersex" i'm doing my own study on fat women like you now shut your stinky hole

ShanMonster: I'm planning on posting this conversation. Thanks for your permission, unnecessary as it is....

Tony: bahahahahaahahaha have fun fatso

ShanMonster: I'll try.

Tony: you have a problem reading english you fat ugly women with a retarded brain? i said to shut your mouth

ShanMonster: I hate to break this to you, but when I type, my mouth doesn't hang open in the same drooly manner as does yours.

Tony: you being a smart ass? then go cut your fingers off and shoe it up your fat ass

ShanMonster: Shoe it? That's a new one.

Tony: yea new one go get yourself thicker glasses fatso

ShanMonster: Your charming personality must let you get into the digital pants of many a desperate forty-year old man masquerading as a sweet young thing.

Tony: takes you 1 minuet to type all that? did you actually copy that from a book/magazine/or tv? bahahahaahahaahahahaahaha

ShanMonster: No. I'm just a fast typist with a brain in operational order.

Tony: yea and you must love sending me messages cuz you have nothing better to do you think you are so charming and perfect you call it intelligence? i call it selfish retardation

ShanMonster: I have never claimed to be either charming or perfect. And no, I don't have anything better to do at the moment. I'm eating my supper at the moment, and then I'll have some people over in a bit so that I can engage in active socialization. It's at that point that I will have to truncate our scintillating war of words.

Tony: yea that explains why you've got a talking ass

ShanMonster: No, that would be because of the beans. Anyhow, I must leave, as something better to do just came up. Ta!

Tony: yea you got an appointment with Jenny Craig

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