Confession time

Okay, I'm caught, and I have to just throw myself at the mercy of the Froup
Court. For the past 6 years I have been pretending to be everyone on this
newsgroup. I feel really bad because all of you may have gotten attached to
certain peeps who don't really exist. All you have is me. Yep, that's right,
just me.

When I feel like talking about biceps or pecs or anti-aging supplements, I
AM® Geno, and when I feel like being a 2-foot-tall Supreme Ruler, I post as
Sylvia. If I'm in the mood to use dry, snarky Brit wit, I'm Alan, or maybe
John, and when I get a mind to be a smart-ass priest-turned-comedian I'm
Father Luke. If I feel like cussing a lot about motorcycles or golf, I'm
RJM, if I yearn to be a lizard, I'm gekko, and if I want to croon over my
love of poetry, I post as Steve Pritchard. Of course, for no particular
reason, just whenever the mood strikes me, I might pretend to be Ray, boots,
Josh, Bernie, Skipper, Kurt, Lorrill, Jackson, Ejucaidid Redneck, or Thomas
Armagost. When I'm at my mouthiest, I'm "Me." I tried to pretend to be Stan,
Sal, Asbestos Dust, Chris.tine, and Zero, but they all caught me and
threatened me, so I stopped.

So there you have it. If you see posts from any of the peeps I mentioned
above, be afraid, be very, very afraid, because they're all really me.

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PJ

http://pjs-place.blogspot.com


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