Thinking
what he could offer to readers, the editor-in-chief of the New York
weekly Penezayer came up with the idea to launch a section in which
anyone would want to "tame the cutie" of someone who resented him. On any occasion and on any occasion.
"Destroy your disgusting neighbor, spit a public person who you do not like, free yourself from the accumulated anger that you feel, and you will feel much better!" He told the readers and was quite surprised when he saw how seriously he realized it: in just a few days his desk was simply cluttered with letters containing hate messages. One of the first rumors is: "I'm paying attention to the girl who wears a tight trumpet with a leopard and a black lady's dressing room, and which made me intend to squeeze out of the train underground train last Wednesday. Let's meet at the 63rd Street Station on Wednesday at the same time I have shoes with the exact number of your ache. Rita. "
An inferior experience in the underground railroad was also experienced by Anita Sullivan, whose message was published in its entirety, as promised by the editor of "Penesis": "An unscrupulous bastard in an elegant suit and sneakers (!), Who watched quietly watching me in my train number 1 Last week, he took my finger to help me. Pig! "
Another lady, who in an oversized excitement forgot to sign, sent her next message to the neighbor: "To the wretch who deliberately let the gate lift up while I was trying to get in with the full hands of the package. Do not be surprised if you hear some noise from the apartment above, because I do not intend to ruin the ceiling, but only to have a good dream of your own. "
Whether the angry ambush made its threat, it did not appear in the Penileys, but that's why it looked at its pages something that at first glance looks like a code. An unknown lady wrote: "13.2 2:30, No. 1, a train to the south, you, a blonde raincoat, sunglasses, I, a tall, short blond hair, reading confidential bookkeeping documents. ! "
With which the "light blue acid raincoat" deserves a frenzy, whether it is unclear whether it is in another paper or not, but that is not the case with the message of a person who signed as Jane. Here's what she wanted to say: "Dear Jack, thank you for the wonderful dinner you ate with your fingers and stinging every time. Incoming you find yourself an appropriate society that will be able to behave according to you!"
It is very discreet and the message of a lad whose love was ignored by an unnamed wretch: "The fax machine is faxed. The faxes are cold and impassioned. If it's best you could have faxed me a message with the reasons why you broke up with me, I can tell you in this way that everything is over and that, as far as I'm concerned, you can freely christen! "
A short and sarcastic message also sent Suzan R. to someone Jindzer: "Dear Dzindzer, following the bus that left us the city starts at dawn. Be under it!"
Whether hate messages will tell the editorial staff of the "Penis" to eventually make an anthology in which all the pearls that are used in English are used for scourging are not very certain, but it is certain that a man could have fun with it, even science often if his own fat is insufficient.
"Destroy your disgusting neighbor, spit a public person who you do not like, free yourself from the accumulated anger that you feel, and you will feel much better!" He told the readers and was quite surprised when he saw how seriously he realized it: in just a few days his desk was simply cluttered with letters containing hate messages. One of the first rumors is: "I'm paying attention to the girl who wears a tight trumpet with a leopard and a black lady's dressing room, and which made me intend to squeeze out of the train underground train last Wednesday. Let's meet at the 63rd Street Station on Wednesday at the same time I have shoes with the exact number of your ache. Rita. "
An inferior experience in the underground railroad was also experienced by Anita Sullivan, whose message was published in its entirety, as promised by the editor of "Penesis": "An unscrupulous bastard in an elegant suit and sneakers (!), Who watched quietly watching me in my train number 1 Last week, he took my finger to help me. Pig! "
Another lady, who in an oversized excitement forgot to sign, sent her next message to the neighbor: "To the wretch who deliberately let the gate lift up while I was trying to get in with the full hands of the package. Do not be surprised if you hear some noise from the apartment above, because I do not intend to ruin the ceiling, but only to have a good dream of your own. "
Whether the angry ambush made its threat, it did not appear in the Penileys, but that's why it looked at its pages something that at first glance looks like a code. An unknown lady wrote: "13.2 2:30, No. 1, a train to the south, you, a blonde raincoat, sunglasses, I, a tall, short blond hair, reading confidential bookkeeping documents. ! "
With which the "light blue acid raincoat" deserves a frenzy, whether it is unclear whether it is in another paper or not, but that is not the case with the message of a person who signed as Jane. Here's what she wanted to say: "Dear Jack, thank you for the wonderful dinner you ate with your fingers and stinging every time. Incoming you find yourself an appropriate society that will be able to behave according to you!"
It is very discreet and the message of a lad whose love was ignored by an unnamed wretch: "The fax machine is faxed. The faxes are cold and impassioned. If it's best you could have faxed me a message with the reasons why you broke up with me, I can tell you in this way that everything is over and that, as far as I'm concerned, you can freely christen! "
A short and sarcastic message also sent Suzan R. to someone Jindzer: "Dear Dzindzer, following the bus that left us the city starts at dawn. Be under it!"
Whether hate messages will tell the editorial staff of the "Penis" to eventually make an anthology in which all the pearls that are used in English are used for scourging are not very certain, but it is certain that a man could have fun with it, even science often if his own fat is insufficient.
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