Subject: RE: Nobody has cursed here lately, soooooooo....That's not cursing, A bloody pox upon you and all your generations, carbuncles erupt on your feet, your penis wither and fall into dust, the fruits of your loins become rotten and infested with maggots, your live stock may starve and your hounds go rabid. Infants cry at the mere sight of your diseased face. May your identity be stolen by Nigerians, and your tax return lost. Your soup always cold and your beer always hot. Your coffee decaffeinated and your car out of gas. That's a curse. |