Our fun companion strikes again. I told some slob to f*ck off because he was trying to cast doubt on my having been a Marine, so Dave comes up with this:
Bay Area Dave screeches:
Are you threatening me? You've lied about my swearing at you on-line in the past. Please do remember that. I took this kind of crap from one clown when I was working for Woodcraft. If you will recall, I am now self-employed and there's no need for me to take it.
If you think an editor would be enlighted by my language, go ahead and forward the piece
Charlie Self "There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies and statistics." Disraeli as quoted by Mark Twain