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Silverfoxesclub-digest Thursday, November 30 2000 Volume 01 : Number 061
In this issue:
-Before you leave
-seasonal humor
-age of consent
-Fw: a different type of xmas message
-Sir Elton opens charity sale
-Re: Delete key
-RE: Gentle Sex
-Today is Oscar Wilde Day
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Date: Wed, 29 Nov 2000 12:56:39 -0500
From: "luvhog"
Subject: Before you leave
A guy arrived home after a long shopping trip, and was horrified to find
his boyfriend in bed with a young, lovely thing. Just as he was about to
storm out of the house, his boyfriend stopped him with these words: "Before
you leave, I want you to hear how this all came about.
Driving home, I saw this guy, looking poor and tired. I offered him a
ride. He was hungry, so I brought him home and fed him some of the roast
you had forgotten about in the refrigerator. His shoes were worn out so I
gave him a pair of shoes you didn't wear because they were out of style. He
was cold so I gave him that new birthday sweater you never wore even once
because the color didn't suit you. His slacks were worn out so I gave him a
pair of yours that you don't fit into anymore. Then as he was about to
leave the house, he paused and asked, 'Is there anything else that your
partner doesn't use anymore?' And so, here we are!
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Date: Wed, 29 Nov 2000 15:22:14 -0500
From: "luvhog"
Subject: seasonal humor
Here's a little cynical Christmas humor for ya! HO, HO, HO!!!
WHEN SANTA RUNS OUT OF PROZAC - Postcards from the kids
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Dear Santa,
I wud like a kool toy space ranjur for Xmas.
Iv ben a good boy all yeer.
YeR FReND,
BiLLy
Dear Billy,
Nice spelling.
You're on your way to being a career lawncare specialist.
How 'bout I send you a fucking book so you can learn to read and write?
I'm giving your older brother the space ranger, at least HE can spell!
Santa
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Dear Santa,
I have been a good girl all year, and the only thing I ask for is peace and
joy in the world for everybody!
Love,
Sarah
Dear Sarah,
Your parents smoked pot when they had you, didn't they?
Santa
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Dear Santa,
I've written you for three years now asking for a fire truck. Please, I
really really want a fire truck this year!
Love,
Joey
Dear Joey,
Let me make it up to you. While you sleep, I'm gonna torch your house.
You'll
have more fire trucks than you'll know what to do with.
Santa
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Dear Santa,
I don't know if you can do this, but for Christmas, I'd like for my mommy
and
daddy to get back together.
Please see what you can do.
Love,
Teddy
Dear Teddy,
What, and ruin that hot affair your dad's still having with
The babysitter? He's banging her like a screen door in a hurricane, son! Let
me get you some nice Legos instead.
Santa
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Dear Santa,
I need more Pokemon cards please! All my friends have more Pokemon cards
than
me. Please see what you can do.
Love,
Michelle
Dear Michelle,
It blows my fucking mind. Kids are forcing their parents to buy hundreds of
dollars worth of these stupid cards, and none of you snot-nosed brats are
even learning to play the game.
Let me get you something more your speed, like "Chutes and Ladders."
Santa
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Dear Santa,
I want a new bike, playstation, a train, some G.I. Joes, a dog, a drum kit,
a
pony and a tuba.
Love,
Francis
Dear Francis,
Who names their kid "Francis" nowadays?
Santa
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Dear Santa,
I left milk and cookies for you under the tree, and I left carrots for your
reindeer outside the backdoor.
Love,
Susan
Dear Susan,
Milk gives me the shits and carrots make the deer fart in my face. You want
to be a kiss-ass? Leave me a glass of Chivas Regal and some Toblerone.
Santa
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Dear Santa,
What do you do the other 364 days of the year?
Are you making toys?
Your friend,
Thomas
Dear Thomas,
All toys get made in China. I have a condo in Vegas, where I spend most my
time squeezing cocktail waitresses asses, and losing all my cash at the
craps
table. Hey, YOU wanted to know!
Santa
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Dear Santa,
Do you see us when we're sleeping, do you really know when we're awake, like
in the song?
Love,
Jessica
Dear Jessica,
You are that gullible? Good luck in whatever you do, I'm skipping your
house.
Santa
Dear Santa,
I really really want a puppy this year. Please please please PLEASE
Timmy
Timmy,
That whiney begging shit may work with your folks, but that crap don't work
up here. You're getting a sweater again.
Santa
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Dearest Santa,
We don't have a chimney in our house, how do you get into our home?
Love,
Marky
Mark,
Firstly, stop calling yourself "Marky," that's why you're getting your ass
whipped at school. Secondly, you don't live in a house, that's a low-rent
apartment complex you're living in. Thirdly, I get inside your pad just like
all the burglars do, through your bedroom window.
Sweet Dreams!
Santa
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Date: Thu, 30 Nov 2000 06:50:02 -0800
From: "Tonka"
Subject: age of consent
Hiya there everyone.
Just thought you all might like too know, i've just seen on the news that the
age of consent is set to be made equal for gays in England as of today. Equal
being 16.
At last the government is showing some balls and standing up too the
hypocrites in the house of lords.
This will be cause for much drinking and partying this weekend for the people
who tirelessly campaigned for equality.
I thank them all.
All my love to everyone on the list.
Tonka
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Date: Thu, 30 Nov 2000 06:46:04 -0800
From: "Tonka"
Subject: Fw: a different type of xmas message
T'was the night before Christmas,
he lived all alone,
in a one-bedroom house made of
plaster and stone.
I had come down the chimney
with presents to give,
and to see just who
in this home did live.
I looked all about,
a strange sight I did see,
no tinsel, no presents,
not even a tree.
No stocking by mantle,
just boots filled with sand,
on the wall hung pictures
of far distant lands.
With medals and badges,
awards of all kinds,
a sober thought
came through my mind.
For this house was different,
it was dark and dreary,
I found the home of a soldier,
once I could see clearly.
The soldier lay sleeping,
silent, alone,
curled up on the floor
in this one bedroom home.
The face was so gentle,
his room in such disorder,
not how I pictured
a canadian soldier.
Was this the hero of whom I'd just read?
Curled up on a poncho, the floor for a bed?
I realized the families
that I saw this night,
owed their lives to these soldiers
who were willing to fight.
Soon round the world,
the children would play,
and grownups would celebrate
a bright christmas day.
They all enjoyed freedom
each month of the year,
because of the soldiers,
like the one lying here.
I couldn't help wonder
how many lay alone,
on a cold christmas eve
in a land far from home.
The very thought
brought a tear to my eye,
I dropped to my knees
and started to cry.
The soldier awakened
and I heard a rough voice,
"Santa, don't cry,
this life is my choice;
I fight for freedom,
I don't ask for more,
my life is my God,
my country, my corps."
The soldier rolled over
and drifted to sleep,
I couldn't control it,
I continued to weep.
I kept watch for hours,
so silent and still
and we both shivered
from the cold night's chill.
I didn't want to leave
on that cold, dark, night,
this guardian of honor
so willing to fight.
Then the soldier rolled over,
with a voice soft and pure,
whispered, "carry on, Santa,
It's christmas day, all is secure."
One look at my watch, and I knew he was right.
"Merry Christmas my friend, and to all a good night."
This poem was written by a peace-keeping soldier stationed overseas.
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Date: Thu, 30 Nov 2000 00:01:21 -0800
From: "Ben Boxer"
Subject: Sir Elton opens charity sale
Ben Boxer comments: The
ultimate consumer,
outspending even the late
Princess Diana and
Jackie O, Sir Elton John is
selling off his mink jock straps
and lace condoms to benefit his
favorite AIDS charity, which
makes him an OK Lord in my
book, certainly more amenable
than the squabblers in the
House of Lords who are still
screaming (unsuccessfully)
against the lowering of the age
of sexual consent to 16 for gay
males in the UK. In the article
below, I have converted the
figures in GBP (Great Britain
or United Kingdom pounds) to
USD (US dollars) to give you a
better idea of the sums
involved. Keep the change.
Headline:
Sir Elton opens charity sale
(BBC News, 11/18/00)
Text:
Sir Elton John has opened a
charity sale of his garish
cast-offs at a shop in central
London.
Sir Elton snipped a pink ribbon
to open the sale in New Bond
Street, called Out Of The
Closet III.
Among the 15,000 items up for
sale are a black and luminous
suit by Gianni Versace and a
striped Jean-Paul Versace
coat.
The 53-year-old singer hopes
to beat the #330,000
($469,898.90) he raised at his
last sale in 1997.
He arrived before the start of
the sale for a champagne
breakfast with friends and his
partner David Furnish.
Furnish told the BBC's
Breakfast programme:
"There's some wonderful
cashmere sweaters in there -
beautiful Versace pullovers in
bright summer colours."
Other items include jackets in
tartan, red gingham, and
leopard print.
Earlier this month the
53-year-old admitted spending
#30m ($42,723,211.10) in just
under two years, under
questioning in an ongoing
multi-million pound contract
battle at the High Court.
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Date: Thu, 30 Nov 2000 04:26:15 -0500
From: "Digital Artistry"
Subject: Re: Delete key
Get over it, or go bye-bye.
Regards from
Ben Boxer
P.S. Apologies to the adults on this
list, who don't need such a lecture.
Yea Verily! Testify my brother! If we want to get to see the handsome older
gents we have to give them a reason to hang around here. Why would anyone
complain about that? tsk tsk! You go Ben!
Mike
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Date: Thu, 30 Nov 2000 10:06:22 -0500 (EST)
From: Edward
Subject: RE: Gentle Sex
OK Ben,
We need to test this theory out. I'll be more than happy to supervise,
any volunteers? hehe
Edward
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Date: Thu, 30 Nov 2000 08:07:22 -0800
From: "Ben Boxer"
Subject: Today is Oscar Wilde Day
Ben Boxer comments:
Today, November 30, 2000,
marks 100 years to the day when
Oscar Wilde -- gay genius,
playwright and poet -- died
penniless in Paris. Feted by high
society until his downfall after
three trials revealed the intimate
details of his "secret" life as a
homosexual and earned him a
prison sentence, he left as his
legacy to the world a string of
witticisms and plays which still
entertain. His plays are made into
popular films; his wit sparkles as
brightly today as in his own time.
Dorothy Parker, American wit
and writer who is remembered
by the most common of men for
her famous remark that "men
seldom make passes at girls who
wear glasses," once wrote about
Wilde's bon mots:
"If, with the literate, I am
Impelled to make an epigram,
I never seek to take the credit;
We all assume that Oscar said it."
It strikes me as a fitting tribute to
Oscar Wilde that tomorrow,
Friday, December 1, 2000, the
age of consent for consensual sex
between gay males will be
reduced to 16 in the United
Kingdom.
What has that to do with Wilde?
Recently uncovered historical
records indicate that Lord Alfred
Douglas, a younger man for the
love of whom Wilde would be
pilloried years later, may have
first met Wilde while both were
on holiday at Rouen in France in
August of 1887. "Bosie," as Lord
Alfred was known from
childhood, would not turn 17
until October 22; thus, he was 16
at the time.
Wilde may have been only 33, but
considering that he was twice
Bosie's age, the relationship
should be counted as
intergenerational. Had Bosie
been 30 and Wilde 60, such a
perception would clearly qualify
them as foxhunter and silverfox.
Bosie was a classic twink. Wilde
described him: "He is quite like a
narcissus - so white and gold...he
lies like a hyacinth on the sofa
and I worship him." Of Wilde,
Bosie would write: "I am
passionately fond of him and he
of me. There is nothing I would
not do for him and if he dies
before I do I shall not care to live
any longer. Surely there is
nothing but what is fine and
beautiful in such a love as that of
two people for one another, the
love of the disciple and the
philosopher."
Wilde referred to homosexuality
as: "The love that dares not
speak its name." That was true in
his 19th century as it remains
true for the majority of us in our
21st. I have attached a composite
photograph of this famously
infamous twosome as they really
were, but including actor
Stephen Frye in his convincing
role as Wilde in the film of that
name.
Headline:
Centenary of the death of Oscar
Wilde
(BBC News, 11/30/00)
Text:
Actors and writers are gathering
in London (today) to mark the
centenary of the death of Oscar
Wilde. Actor Simon Callow and
author Sir John Mortimer will
pay tribute to the Irish writer
and wit, who died penniless in a
hotel in Paris aged 46 on 30
November 1900. Callow will read
from De Profundis, the letter
Wilde wrote from prison to his
young lover Lord Alfred Douglas,
better known as Bosie. Wilde's
affair with him landed the writer
a two-year hard labour sentence
in 1895 after he was found guilty
of seven counts of gross
indecency. The sentence, handed
down weeks after his most
famous work, The Importance of
Being Earnest, made its London
stage debut, left Wilde a broken
man. Upon his release he fled to
France, where he lived until his
death. Singers from the Royal
and Guildhall Schools of Music
will perform music from the
Gilbert and Sullivan opera
Patience, which is closely
associated with Wilde. Sir John
Mortimer, who created Rumpole
of The Bailey, will talk about
Wilde and socialism, and his
grandson Merlin Holland will lay
a wreath beneath a window
dedicated to Wilde in the abbey's
Poets Corner. Other performers
invited to the event include Dame
Judi Dench, Jeremy Irons and
Vanessa Redgrave, who played
Wilde's mother in the 1997 film of
his life. Guests will move on to a
reception at the British Library
to join Irish President Mary
McAleese, where comedian
Graham Norton will join Holland
in toasting the writer. The
centenary of Wilde's death has
sparked a revival of interest in
the writer, whose works include
An Ideal Husband and Lady
Windermere's Fan. The British
Library is staging an exhibition,
while Merlin Holland recently
published a collection of his
letters. It had been believed that
Wilde died of syphillis, but recent
research claimed his life had been
ended by a rare ear infection.
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End of silverfoxesclub-digest V1 #61
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