Hey Morkie,

Whelp, if I had any questions about your latent desires to get
next to me, they were laid (pardon the pun) to rest when I came back in
and found tons of messages directed to me by you despite the fact that
I told you I was going to be out of pocket for a while. Seems that
other than trading "sexaul" barbs with the Whinyslit/Woger/Toiddie set,
you've had little else on your feeble mind. As if this was a surprise.

It's been a fun few months watching you dance your little jig,
too, Morkie. I guess I shouldn't be TOO surprised, considering your
immaturity and propensity to be stupid in the face of efforts to guide
you otherwise, by either myself or your Feeble Five cohorts. Pardon
yet another pun, but I keep grinding the organ, and you keep up the
red-hatted monkey routine. An insult, perhaps, to red-hatted monkeys,
but an apt analogy. The response to this post will only validate it
again.

I finally figured out WHY you are so adamant to NOT fix your
alleged dyslexia, Morkie...If you did, the welfare checks would stop!
As long as you can continue to "validate" your "disability", the State
of Michigan continues to send you the checks! I guess it's worth it
(to you) to be perceived as a functionally illiterate boob just so you
can stay at home, stuff your face with hot dogs, beer and chips, and
act like a fool in RRAP. If you demonstrated ANY ability to function
in society, you'd be forced to get a job! (Check in with
Toiddie...He's got a good lead on hot dog kiosks...maybe he can give
you some pointers...)

Oh yes, here's "the rest of the story..." An the explanation as to
why you refused to tell us when/where you got married...Because you
DIDN'T! If you did, "her" income would be taken into account against
your welfare checks. So, just as well to shack up and double dip on
the welfare!

(Yes, Morkie...I know all about it...Wonder HOW I know...?!?!)

So, Morkie...I'll let you get back to doing what you do best...Act
like the idiot you are and get what's coming to you!

Enjoy!

Steve, K4YZ