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| Volume Two, Issue 12, Phile #3 of 11 | |
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| % The Life & Times of The Executioner % | |
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| % by Oryan QUEST % | |
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| % Written on 3/16/87 % | |
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| Introduction: | |
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| This file was not written with the intention of being cute, funny or to tell | |
| fellow phreaks and hacks how lame or stupid they are. It was written to open | |
| the eyes of these idiots to see what the REAL story is. | |
| The Executioner/Mikey | |
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| I'm am sure the majority of you have heard of "Exy." His claim to fame is | |
| simply telling people how lame they are or how great and sexy he is. He also | |
| claims to be wealthy and that Phreak Klass 2600 is the best bulletin board on | |
| this side of the galaxy. Let us examine some key events. | |
| When Metal Shop Private was up, Mr. Sexy Exy (oh and I doubt he really is), | |
| proceeded to rag on everyone on the system with the exception of a few that he | |
| ass-kissed. He then turns around when Phreak Klass 2600 (and I am in no way | |
| ragging on Phreak Klass) goes up, to ask everyone he has annoyed for over 2 | |
| months and badgers them to call. Now, Mike, I seriously doubt you are as sexy | |
| as you claim for several reasons. Just by the nature of your attitude, the | |
| way you think you are powerful because you can "tell" people about their lives | |
| and families when you yourself are a Chinese bastard who has an unemployed | |
| father that can barely speak the English language. | |
| "Miko ith no heeahh riiitte nao" | |
| (Michael is no here right now) | |
| You have ragged on Arthur Dent when you know that you will NEVER receive the | |
| admiration or stature whether it be socially or economically he has attained. | |
| You have ragged on Dr. Doom when he has achieved more than you can ever hope | |
| for. You only commenced to rag on him when he turned down your offer to join | |
| PhoneLine Phantoms. This is because he refused to be associated with an | |
| asshole like you. You continually show signs of immaturity (I am not saying I | |
| am perfect) by poking fun at other people's races (blacks, spics, Iranians) | |
| when you yourself are nothing but a rice dick. | |
| You bad mouth people but, when you need their help you beg for it and ask them | |
| to be cool. You write stupid poems and rhymes about people when they are a | |
| TOTAL misrepresentation of facts. You claim Dr. Doom is so ugly he could | |
| never leave his room. Tell me, have you ever met Dr. Doom? Isn't it true | |
| that you ragged on him only because he didn't want anything to do with you, | |
| your group, and your image? | |
| Are you going to rag on me now and prove all the points I have brought out? I | |
| think so. You ragged on me, telling me my family receives government cheese | |
| handouts and telling me what a loser I am when you yourself have never met me | |
| or bothered to seek the real facts. You then proceeded to badger me to join | |
| your new "legion of queers," The Network Technicians telling me how cool it | |
| would be and begging me to help you learn. But don't I receive government | |
| cheese handouts? Aren't I such a loser? Mr. Solid State trusted you and | |
| joined PLP. He thought nothing bad of you at the time. He just considered | |
| all the rumors about you to be false or misrepresentation. When PLP dissolved, | |
| he saw no purpose to be in any longer and dropped out. You proceeded to rag | |
| on him, when you know you aren't half the man he is. You don't even possess | |
| half the knowledge or personality he has. Tell me, what gives you such | |
| authority to rag on people? What makes you so supreme? Why are you so rich, | |
| when you are 18 and don't even have a car, when you go on and on about your | |
| parents? | |
| You rag on Atlantis because you were kicked off. Now you tell people how lame | |
| it is and how stupid The Lineman and Sir William are. When you know that they | |
| were sick of your, "I am supreme attitude," of your childish antics and your | |
| lack of knowledge of any kind. | |
| Well, Exy, rag on me now, tell me how lame I am, insult me. Make your poems, | |
| songs, and raps. Tell me what kind of a loser I am. Insult Solid State, show | |
| us just how childish you can be. Until then, go back into your dream world | |
| and leave us alone. | |
| Oryan QUEST | |