RE: RARA-AVIS: weapons of choice

From: Words from the Monastery (
Date: 13 Sep 2000

LOL ... that's sad. Sixth grade I was in the bad side of Bay City, Michigan going to school ... there was some little bastard who always liked to screw with me. One day during art class ... my favorite class ... he started in and introduced his forehead to the table top. The irony was that he had been in a fight that morning on the bus and so he was suspended from school. My mom was called in and they talked to her about ... I told her what happened and that was all there was to it. Mom won't put up with ya startin' shit, but if someone else does they're fair game.

volente Deo,

Anthony Dauer Alexandria, Virginia

"... down these mean streets a man must go
 who is not himself mean, who is neither
 tarnished or afraid."

            --Raymond Chandler (1888-1959)


> -----Original Message-----
> From: Tribe
> Sent: Wednesday, September 13, 2000 8:48 PM
> I stabbed a kid with a pencil in the thigh in the sixth grade cause I was
> pissed he wouldn't let me use his crayons. Sister Ralph gave me
> the mother
> of all ass-whoopins, and then my mom did the same when Sister Ralph ratted
> me out. I learned a valuable lesson.

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