Badly thought out way to get the bad thoughts out.

Sunday 10 December 2006

Rejoinder To Email From Sam Obininski

Today I received this personally addressed attack upon my dignity from one Obininski, Sam.

''Hei Man

I don't care why your member is so small, but 75% of women do.
They are pretty sure that bigger Johnson will make their desire
stronger. You have the chance to change your life.

Here http://lustily.net you can get the thing.

It will help you for sure.
The remedy can be sent worldwide.
If you wont be satisfied - we will return all you money.
No bullshit.

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it? '
The little man only came up to Poplavsky's shoulder, but he reduced him
to mortal terror with his fang, his knife and his wall-eyed squint and he
had an air of cool, calculating energy.
First he picked up the passport and handed it to Maximilian
Andreyevich, who took it with a limp hand. Then Azazello took the suitcase
in his left hand, flung open the front door with his right and taking
Berlioz's uncle by the arm led him out on to the landing. Poplavsky leaned
against the wall. Without a key Azazello opened the little suitcase, took
out of it an enormous roast chicken minus one leg wrapped in greaseproof''


Now, I'd like to respond to this email systematically in order to refute Mr. Obininski's claims that I am ''small'', that ''Poplavsky leaned against the wall'' and that I ''have the chance to change my life''. It pains me to have to air my dirty laundry in public, but if I must then at the very least I would like to prove that my pants are the size they are due to a washing machine failure and not because my penis is grotesquely small and covered in abrasions at the tip.

"Hei Man

I don't care why your member is so small, but 75% of women do.
They are pretty sure that bigger Johnson will make their desire
stronger. You have the chance to change your life."

Firstly, I would like to point out that Mr. Obininski (who I assume to be a native speaker of the Queen's God English (CED/OED/OBE)) has misspelleten ''Hi'' as ''Hei''. Furthermore, the impudency implied by his referring to me as ''Man'', rather than my proper name ''Corpsey'' is a clear indication of the contempt he holds me, my small penis, and the very Truth in.

Moving along, since it is the fundamental injustice and absurdity of the universe that is responsible for my penis having been given so few of the available molecules that have gone into the creation of such things as David Dickinson's throat, the m25 and the pubic hair you found in your corn flakes earlier today, to assert that he does not care why my "member" is so small is tantamount to asserting that he does not care why Hype Williams doesn't shoot videos in Auschwitz. 75% seems a rather diminutive percentage, since I presume him to be describing the opinions of women I know, and I know that four of the five women I have exposed myself to have wanted to know why