Hey, kid! Kid! C'mere! The words came out of the shadows of the storefront next to me. […] C'min an' I'll hidja.
Hey, kid! Kid! C'mere!
C'min an' I'll hidja.
In the spring of 1938 the Japanese imperialists invaded Yü-tz'u and T'ai-ku in Shansi. Everyone was in panic as the flames of war came closer and closer to Hsiang-yüan hsien.]
Since February the poetry-bot has dominated the discussions, forging the names of legitimate human posters and blindly countering every argument-- pro or con-- with such succinct rebuttals as Above no cough at no writer every considerate profit addressed, and mind-bending riddles like Why is another horseman either cytoplasm enchantingly? Usenet defenders are countering the assault with automation of their own, crafting programs that kill the sporgeries -- a term coined by ARS's Tilman Hausherr because it's both spam, and forgery.
Above no cough at no writer every considerate profit addressed,
Why is another horseman either cytoplasm enchantingly?
sporgeries
because it's both spam, and forgery.
There was a soft breeze blowing.
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