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Jody Bob wrote:

PLEASE CEASE SENDING YOUR NEWS LETTER TO JODYBOB98@YAHOO.COM I DO THIC IN REGARDS TO YOU RECENT LETTER PERTAINING TO THE BIBLE I CAN LAUGH AT ALL THINGS BUT THE WAY YOU MAKE FUN AT AND DONT READ IN WHOLE THE THINGS IN THE BIBLE YOU MUST STUDY AND RESTUDY THE BIBLE TO INTURPRET ITS WORDS AS HE HAS COMANDED SO NEXT TIME YOU SEND A LETTER LIKE THAT YOU SHOULD CONCIDER THE REPERCUSIONS OF YOUR WORDS VENGANCE IS MINE SAYTH THE LORD SO I WILL LEAVE YOU IN HIS HANDS

At 10:03 AM 6/6/00 -0700, Unsubscribe Daemon wrote:

Whatever you say you stupid inbred bastard. Go drive your tractor.

Jody Bob wrote:

i thought you had a cool website till you sent that last joke i spoke to you in a respectful way to let you know why i was requesting to be removed yes my real name is jody bob and i am no inbred bastard i am from a news worthy family the likes of wich only preceded by the kenedys so you will see the rath of jody laid out in plain english

Jody Bob wrote:

[[ forwards a piece of spam]]

Said spam is bounced back into Jody Bob's face 35 simes since he's on the Retard List. Just FYI since there's a lot of new people, being on the Retard List means your e-mails are automatically bounced back to you numerous times with the following love note attached:

Jody Bob wrote:

I HAVE YOUR FUCKING TRACTOR AND SLEEPING PILLS SWINGING SO GO SHUVE THEM UP YOUR CANDY ASS YOU FUCKING ASS WIPE SHIT HOLE COCK SUCKING SCUM BAG WITH A PEINS SO SMALL YOU HAD TO NAME YOUR WEB SITE THE STUPIDEST NAME KNOWN TO MAN

Jody Bob wrote:

HEY FUCH HEAD YOUR AUTO MESSAGE IS FUCKING COOL NUTHING BLOCK ADDRESS CANT FIX FUCK HEAD

Dear Jody-Bob,

What a pleasure it was to read your kind note. I can assure you I haven't enjoyed anything as much since I had a stomach virus and shit out a half digested cheeseburger. With bacon. But alas, since it appears your words became hostile toward the end of your festering belch of wisdom, I feel it is my duty -- as an American, as a person who thought that names ending with "-Bob" were just remnants of a TV era dominated by the fucking Waltons, and as the terrible swift sword of Darwin -- to beat you about the head and shoulders while pointing out the errors of your ways.

Thank you in advance for permitting me to extend that courtesy to you now.

I say again... you stupid inbred bastard. How the fuck your brain has enough electricity misfiring around in your big pumpkin head to coordinate making your heard beat AND your lungs expand, all at the same time, is completely beyond me. It is painfully obvious to me that your mental capacity is somewhere between that of a rat's cancerous ballsack and a frozen dogshit snowball. Even further beyond my comprehension, you can fucking manipulate your three gnarled fingers -- c'mon we all know inbred people don't have all five digits on each hand -- to bang away at a keyboard and manage to find the fucking 'send' button. I look at you with the same marvel and wonder as I did looking at the 'tard in the chow hall who dropped his hat in my fucking plate when he looked down to see what I had for dinner.

But I digress. The purpose of this e-mail is not for me to understand *how* your evolution defying carcass works, only that is *has*, and that in doing so you have blundered into me.

"...from a news worthy family the likes of wich only preceded by the kenedys..."

What kind of a fucking fantasy world are you living in, man? Does that dent in your skull compress your brain so fucking much that you think you're important? That you actually matter in this world? Well let me be the cold sobering voice of truth my friend, people don't pay any more attention to you then they would to a dying squirrel in the road twitching its tail. Sure, you'd swerve and squash him with your tire if you think of it, just >to hear that satisfying thunk, but nobody would actually take a few minutes to stop and get a closer look. And that's all you are to people

Jody-Bob. A dying squirrel. Road pizza. A mere inconvience in life that warrants no more then a few seconds of thought before being dismissed in favor of remembering they last rubbed their pointy little choad.

News worthy. Bah!

"Asshole, Arkansas (AP) -- Today a fire destroyed the aging double wide trailer that was called home by Asshole's famous Kiser family. Ma-Bob, the matriarch of the influential family, was quoted as saying, "The fi'yer burnt very fe-yast, it di'yed. I barely ha'yed time to 'gits my eleven younguns out the trailer before it burnt up all the wa'yay. We lost every'thang, includin pa's wrench that he 'dun stole from that Petty car fella 'dat come through heya last we'ynter!" Local volunteer firemen were able to extinguish the blaze by dousing it with water hoisted by the bucketful from nearby Grits Creek. The cause of the fire is under investigation, but the fire chief reports their initial investigation points to an overloaded kerosene heater in one of the children's bedrooms. One of the boys, young Jody Bob, brother of Johnny-Bob, Billy-Bob, Bob-Bob and Clem-Bob, apparently liked the warm feeling when he masturbated to his Dukes of Hazzard poster of Bo and Luke Duke.

Be gone, Squirrel-Bob.

Hear My voice. Feel My Vengence. I have Spoken.

Ernie-Bob.

Driver of Dodges, Destroyer of Japanese Cars, Consumer of Beer and Liquor, Haver of a Small "Peins"