enthusiam for the newsletter. It seems that my material has run dryer then
Dudley Moore. Last newsletter I included a dialogue between God and the
Devil, a well written piece meant to turn
heads.............Nothing......Quiet as a crowd watching a Pauly Shore
improv. I got more complaints bashing Mel Gibson. So in turn, I give up to
the sheer madness that is my audience...Mel Gibson is more cherished then
God. So in this event, I'm leaving this whole issue to the audience, it's all
yours to write. The first piece of email was sent to me from Drfrankn1.
..After becoming pregnant with their true love, female penguins on Ross Island
in the Antarctic prostitute themselves to other males in exchange for rocks
which they need to build their nests. Rocks are hard to find because horny
males hoard them.(British Airways Inflight Magazine, June 1998)
hmmmmmmmmm....thanks for the input, now that I know how to lure penguins
into my limo, I'm all set. You know you don't have to freeze penguins?
ironically, i found no answers at all. in fact, it only raises more.
Like, if i sent this to a government official, would this be treason? if it
is you win a free trip to any country that isnt america...hehe if not, then
you may be the next jon stewart for political satire
From: XRAIN13666
If SST was treason, I'd be honored. So send this to a government
official, I'll take the whole country on. Hell just send my newsletter to
Canada too, I'll take on the whole hemisphere.
YOu callin my letter stupid??? See if i read any
more....meanie....
From: leggzz1882
No I did not call Your letter stupid, I believe the correct term is
Deprived Intellegence.
tom your answers to all those questions made me laugh and it brightened
my day! love ya lots
From: PigeonHLR
I'm glad my answers made you laugh. How many of Mel Gibson's answers made
you smile? Huh? Thought so........ Pezorgy 1, Mel Gibson 0.
i feel the need dearest pezhead to defend myself. i do not believe that
men
are toys. i just think they are fun to play with. just like you might have
played with your mothers keys when you were a small pez. they somethimes
shine and make fun noises. life is all about people. i just happen to like
to spend my time playing with people's minds, besides half the men i meet
don't have minds to speak of.
it's been awhile since i have written in reply to sst so i feel that i can
write a longer letter. you pick what you want to read. i, being one of the
four people who still reads your letter on a whenever basis, want to tell
nikki that she isn't making us die of stupidity. i do have to tell you, as i
always tell you what i think, that the level of intellegence in some of the
responces you get has gone down. come now sst readers! i call upon you to
rise up. yes, tommy isn't insulting anymore and we don't speak of half tards
as much but that doesn't mean you can slack in your job to help this
newsletter. if not for dear pezorgy, sanity for the sick and twisted would
just be tommy talking to himself...entertaining as that might be. write in
folks, write intellegently. remember that what he puts in his letters
written by you goes out all over the net through my homepage. spread you
evilest thoughts.
sorry about that tommy, i started ranting again. i do agree that mel
gibson needs to stay out of chic ficks and get back into action, spitting,
women hating, dip flicks. thought i'd let you know that so you don't feel
out numbered. "what women want" was a cute movie though....
later pezzy,
elizarda
Well at least I got responces, as unintellegent as they are, I've got
them. But this is your issue, an issue devoted to the seven readers (not four
readers, I've doubled my recepted audience since last month). It's all your
issue, so enjoy it because I plan on taking it back with a vengance. Oh and
sure What Women Want is a cute movie...and genital herpies is a cute VD. Oh
and speaking of diseases, check out this new asshole, If you thought physco
was bad, you haven't met "Save the Savior"
To the infamous "Pezorgy",
I just wanted to start off by saying that you are a complete
fake, and your newsletters of wisdom are just drivel from a false prophet. I
thought that you might have had some aspect of descency in you, but to fool
your fans into thinking that you are this acclaimed genius that you potray,
is as blasphemous as Lesbians thinking that they are getting into heaven (not
on my watch, I'll gaurd the gate with a shot gun). I bet you'll throw away
this e-mail so your fan's wont realize what a fake you are. I hope you enjoy
eternity in Hell.
X Save the Savior X
You know, I dont really think I need to reply to that one, You've
embarassed yourself enough for one night. And Ha to you, I print every letter
sent to SST. So as narrow minded as you are, I welcome you to our crazy
family. Oh and I hope you accept instant messages, cuz when my friends smell
a skunk like you, they hold no mercy. Have a nice day asshole.
Hey, being a part of those "mad puppet shows we call movies" that you
were berating Beth over, I feel the need to speak up and point out that
none of the men involved were harmed in any way besides light physical
abuse, excessive ego damage, & the occasional forced cross-dressing.
It's all fun & games unless someone gets a nut crushed.
From: rusty2787
How can i answer to that one...........I think I'm feeling
queesy...........Ok, my dearest SST Reporter has found a great fact that I'd
like to rub in everyone's faces. Thank you for this tid bit AMCT99
which men make the best lovers
Artists
Their wives claim they're the best lovers (45% — first place among all the
professions — rate their sex life as "excellent").
100% engage in foreplay (though 13% of their wives say it "seems like an
eternity").
73% fully satisfy their wives.
They don't make love often (39% have sex less than once a week), but if she's
in the mood and he's not, 61% will accommodate her anyway.
can see the others here:
<A HREF="http://redbook.women.com/rb/marriage/features/60jobs11.htm?lfm">
Redbook: Which Men Make the Best Lovers?</A>
Well as the old saying goes, "everyone's an artist", so i guess you all
have a claim to this. Everyone accept Save the Savior, and that's just
beacause you are an ass. Ok, and to end off SST is an original story written
by Jodie, one of the founding members os SST. I hope everyone enjoys it, I
knoe I did. Untill next time........
MELROSE PIE...EPISODE 69: "The Pool Boy"
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> Monica looked into her mirror on her dresser and carefully applied her
>red lipstick. She had been single long enough, it was time for her to go
>out onto the town and find herself a man! "I'm a sexy bitch!" she said as
>she took one last look in the mirror and made sure her tissues were in
>place in her bra. She wasn't taking any chances.
> She was about to leave her room when she noticed her curtains were not
>open. She could not stand when her curtains were not open, so she went to
>the window and opened them (duh). Suddenly, she was captivated by what she
>saw. Sitting down by the pool, basking in the sun's warm glow, was the
>most perfect creature she had ever seen. She had never felt the way she
>did about anyone at that moment. She fled down the stairs toward the pool,
>when suddenly -- smack -- she ran into Trixie, the bitch next door.
>"Where are YOU going in a such a damn hurry?" Trixie demanded. Monica
>flipped her hair over her shoulder and glared at her. "Why the hell do you
>care? I barely know you." Trixie narrowed her eyes in fury, then followed
>Monica's gaze to the pool area, and the sex object she was longingly
>staring at. "Don't even think about it. That there is Cherry Pie, and
>he's mine bitch!" Trixie screeched. Monica gaped in shock. "What in the
>hell do you mean by that, exactly??" Trixie shrugged, and sauntered off.
>"Bitch," Monica muttered under her breath.
> Now it was time for the goods, she thought seductively. As she made
>her way over to Cherry Pie, she looked him over with want. His crust was
>amazing, perfectly shaped and folded in just the right spots. The cherries
>were formed as delicate little circles, and he was topped with whipped
>cream that almost drove Monica wild. He was the pinnacle of perfection.
> "Excuse me," Monica said in her most raspy tone of voice, "but are you
>the new pool boy?" His obvious silence was all she could take. "Would it
>be too forward to ask you to come up to my room later tonight? I live in
>135. My name is Monica by the way." She swaggered away, satisfied with
>her performance.
> That night, she waited. It's hopeless, she thought, he isn't coming, I
>came on too strong, I blew it. Then, there was a knock at the door. She
>quickly opened it, and there stood the pool boy, Cherry Pie, looking better
>than ever. "Why, Cherry, you look sooooo good!" Monica was so overcome
>with lust she swept HIM off of his feet and carried him to the bed, where
>they proceeded to make passionate love. (Never saw that coming, did you?
>If you would like to see the video, go to piefuckers.com).
> Monica awoke to find him gone. "Dammit," she exclaimed, "he was so
>good too." Sobbing, she took a shower, washing off the remnants of their
>shared passion. "I feel so used," she said aloud, to no one. (ha) "I
>cannot believe I gave him everything I had, my heart, my soul, and most
>definantly my body, and he up and left."
Then, once again, there was a knock at the door. "He's come back!" she
exclaimed, as she ran to the door, in her towel, oblivious of that fact.
She opened the door with a huge smile on her face, and saw --- Trixie, the
bitch from next door. "What in the hell are you doing here? Get out!"
Trixie smiled, and for the first time, Monica saw something that made her
heart break...whipped cream, on Trixie's upper lip. "What's that? What's
that??" Monica pointed in rage. Trixie wiped her lip, and said "Oops, I
must have forgotten to clean up."
"What have you done with Cherry Pie, you slut?" Monica demanded, then
gasped! "Y-You ATE HIM?!?!?!?" Trixie laughed with evil satisfaction.
"Damn right I did, and he liked it too bitch!" Monica proceeded to get into
a cat fight with Trixie (damn typical Melrose Place women, and all this for
a piece of dessert?)
Stay tuned for the next episode : "Monica gets a piece of the pie!"