response 20 of 32:

May 19 08:01 UTC 2002

There it goes again.

"double-Y-chromosome-having?"  You really need to turn the computer off 
when you're at home alone on a Saturday night getting piss-drunk to 
forget the restless nights you've spent in sewage pools hoping that 
your odor won't smell too much worse than city refuse and lead me onto 
you.  You needn't have worried--I know where your pathetic excuse for a 
hide is at all times--but I guess there's no helping the feeble-minded.

Your "answers" in said responses were easily refuted by the facts more 
than a year ago (the most relevant fact being that I have before and I 
will again kick your ass any time, any place), but you go on ignoring 
any and all facts when it suits you to do so.  Your intellectual 
vacancy is transparent to all.  You have an interesting view 
of "donations by the humane society," too; I've never heard that phrase 
used for a desperately revolted janitor saying "Please, take anything, 
just take your smell away!" before.

What more to say?  Your infection of planet earth fast draws through 
the twilight of its reign of error.  The disease that is carson shall 
soon be swept from this planet, as easily as a hot chainsaw through 
butter, with more mess.  Most humans dream about the future and the 
promise it holds.  Carson, lacking the fundamental characteristic held 
by the subject of the previous sentence, may attempt to dream of the 
future, but only nightmares will come out.  After all, Carson's future 
is me--and I'm going to wipe it off the face of this earth.

I am your future, Carson.  The bloody destruction you will suffer at my 
hands is the destiny you have feared and known.  Prepare for 
eradication.