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Richard Arlen REED RxR <downonthebrick wrote:

Fwd: ***[Rick Reed Rash Riot Reader] Digest Number 104

 

HeatherTesch , Rick REED

wrote:

 

 

Mr. Memphis 2004, Rick REED hornyashell justsayyes wrote

There are 8 messages in this

issue.

 

Topics in this

digest:

 

1. (unknown)uh-oh!

 

Rick REED

 

2.

*OH ! My WONDERFUL Father's Greaser Hair

of the 50's

Rick REED

 

3.

**[Howard University] Digest/Ballad of

Rick REED, RxR

Rick REED

 

4.

***Rick REED meets World Leader @

Promoter of Tibetan/Budhist Art

 

Rick REED

 

5.

****[smith2004-discuss] Silence on the

list

Rick REED

 

6.

*****I have to tell you the God's Honest

TRUTH about PresiDUNCE G.

Bush(ed)

Rick REED

 

7.

******Why EVERYBODY just LUVS to hate

Rick REED's guts , RxR....uh-oh

!

Rick REED

 

8.

*******Rick REED Contact Information:

Internet/SnailMail

Rick REED

 

 

 

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Message:

1

Thu, 30 Jan 2003 13:29:35

-0800 (PST)

Rick REED

 

Subject:

(unknown)

 

 

 

 

Tingles

usually start at the back of the neck,

creep over the face (or the top my my

PENIS) and across the scalp,dart among

the shoulder, trickle down the arm and

then finally shiver up the spine. Isn't

it odd that intense emotion or esthetic

beauty gives us chills, and in my case

the miRRor does it everytime for me.

Uh-oh! Oh, NO! Ooops! (WHOAH

!!!)

 

___________________

___

 

Message: 2

Date:

Thu, 30 Jan 2003 14:27:38 -0800 (PST)

 

Rick REED

 

*OH ! My WONDERFUL Father's Greaser

Hair of the 50's

 

 

Rick REED

wrote:

 

My Father was the MOST WONDERFUL Man

that I ever knew, and I guess

 

everyone is going to be able to say

the same thing about their

Father.

 

My Father, Lee Andrew

REED, was a man that I spent a month

with once

when I was 11 yrs old, and

then three months with when I was 18 yrs

 

old.

 

He was pretty much of a

stranger in many ways, but the total

time we

did end up spending

together, weekends here, days here and

there over

the years, I guess would

MOUNT UP to just less than a total of a

 

year's time

altogether.

 

But...He never wasted

a moment of that time in just SETTING an

 

example.

 

I was far more

educated than he in regards to books,

colleges and the

like, but he had

years of being a real man on

me.

 

His hair now....it had to

come from when he was a teen...then

going

through the 50's,

etc.

 

It looked almost black the

way he had it greased...oiled rather,

and

had it combed back in waves, but

it was just dark brown.

 

I never

once saw him with the DRY LOOK....and he

was a hunk.

 

Put Swartzeneggar out

of business.

 

(WHO

he?).

 

He took care of

himself.

 

No Men's Health Magazine

for my Father.

 

He and his 6

Bothers used to have a few beers (or so)

and then beat

the shit out of

eachother for tons of fun.

 

Won't

tell you what they did to one another

when they were sober and

 

serious.

 

Like what we do

today...some of the rest of us just love

to box.

 

I remember seeing him

cutting his lawn, he had so much

property...out

there in his tight

jeans...bare hairy chest,

muscular...that short

wavey hair

oiled back, glistening in the sun....his

thick leather

belt with his name on

it that I gave him one Christmas......in

that

TAN.

 

He always went

around without his shirt on..like I

always

do..did...do.

 

His

third wife (that we know of)...stretched

out in the lawn chair

sipping

lemonade, straw hat on, under the

umbrella, not caring for a

thing,

watching him strutt around with the lawn

mower over all that

land...back and

forth.

 

The ladies in the

neighborhood would line up on the

cyclone fence and

just hang there

and watch him strut.

 

His wife

was just all aglow, knowing HE WAS

HER's...and those women

just

congregated till they absolutely HAD to

leave I guess.

 

Father died of

Alhzhieers in the VA Hospital here in

Memphis.

 

I lived in Arkansas

that year and they never told me he was

in the

hospital till the very end.

 

 

They had said he had not spoken

in months, and when I stood by his

 

bed, he opened his eyes, saw

me...spoke his last words: " I want to

 

die " .

 

He did.

 

I never

really like to say that my Father DIED.

 

 

I like to say that he

CROAKED.

 

When I say he died, it

makes me think something HAPPENED TO

him, but

if I think that He

CROAKED,.....it makes me feeel like HE

had

something to do with it, and all

is well.

 

Standing next to one of

his countless sister-in-laws by his

coffin at

the wake, she said " Rick,

your Dad looks better, laying stretched

out

dead in his coffin ,than you do

standing there alive looking down on

 

him " .

 

(Gee, Thanks A LOT,

Aunt Ethel,,,,,I needed

THAT!)

 

But it was true.

 

I

got drunk as I could, walking all the

way across Memphis out East

to the

Funeral.

 

Wouldn't let anyone see

how bad off I was.

 

Till I GOT

there that is.

 

Guess someone

would have tried to stop me if I had

tried to get a

ride instead of just

SHOWING UP like I did.

 

I had all

my hair BUZZED OFF on both sides...left

it really LONG on

the BACK like down

to my waiste.

 

Had it punked,

spiked on the top.

 

This was in

l987 before I saw anyone else doing it

that way.

 

But his whole

character, demeanor... was in his HAIR..his

pride..like

a lion's

mane.

 

And he was a tiger.

 

 

He had a couple hundred

chickens, in the one yard out back area.

 

 

He would take four of them at a

time and pull their heads off at

 

once, and throw them down and they

would wobbel all over the place

 

bleeding and spurtin.

 

He did

all of them, four at a time in just

hardly no time at all.

 

With the

chiken's neck-guts and stuff hanging all

the way down his

right

arm.

 

He told me to try

it.

 

I could not do even one.

 

 

I ended up stretching his neck,

and his head plopped over...and you

 

could see his bare flesh I guess in

between the top of his head and

the

rest of his lower neck where I had

stretched his neck, and it

hung

over...flopping as he ran all over the

yard.

 

I had to put him out of his

miseray, and chased him all over the

yard

with a two by four trying to

knock him out at least.

 

Dad

roared with laughter.

 

HE had to

do the dirty deed.

 

(BUT..I have

had more wives than my Father, a Bigger

Better Bigamist!)

 

Family says of

us...It's InTheBlood..of course I was

the first one to

term the phrase,

but it keeps everybody else from

flipping out each

and everytime I

end up getting married again again again

before

divorcing. (Hey..it take

two..I mean three..four..uh..)

 

It

was all his hair.

 

My hair

now.

 

Mom, telling this High

School Principal at Treadwell High here

in

Memphis when she finally HAD to

go see him because I told him I was

 

not staying after school and that

was that...He had been principal

for

thirty years and thought he had seen,

done it all.

 

Knew it all too,

till I showed up.

 

Mom said: " Rick

is JUST LIKE HE FATHER ! He is going to

DO

EXACTLY...what HE wants to DO,

and that's IT ! "

 

The old man

looked at me and asked... " What an I

going to DO with you,

Rick

REED? "

 

I said: " Let me go " ..and

he did.. " Bye " .

 

Years later, with

third wife, Paulette, who taught theatre

in the

City Day School, In

Srpingfield, IL....a private school....I

got away

with ripping a bottle of

imported wine away from the Governor's

 

Mansion there in Speingfield, at a

charity auction for the private

 

school.

 

She had the

bitch-guts to tell her principal that it

was me who stole

it.

 

(I was

just PUSSY WHIPPED, that's all that

maRRiage was about

 

anyway..so?)

 

I could have

gotten away with it.

 

I have

divorced her since.

 

That Bitch

bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch

bitch bitch !

 

Anyway...HER

principal/BOSS asks me to come into her

office to

discuss it.

 

It

would have been my word against my

wife's, but I was

outnumbered.

 

So, there I sit in

this principal's office in a First

Grader's

seat..barely could get into

it.

 

She asked me why I did

it,...and I told her the story that I

just

told you , what Mom said " He is

JUST LIKE HIS FATHER ! " ...but I AM

 

sure it was much more dramatic,

being in person and all and not that

 

much free space in the room and I

can make 50,000 expressions that

 

would make you want to leap from the

bridge...so...

 

This principal,

wasn't about to argue with My Mom's

statement.'

'

Just said " All is

well that ends well " , that I would just

pay for the

bottle, and I agreed,

sorta, with a " hmmmph " and

left.

 

Thirty-something years old

aqnd still in a Principal's

Office.

 

What hast God

Wrought?

 

I didn't get to drink

the hot wine anyway, as the bitch bitch

bitch

bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch

bitch that I was married to, (that

year)

raised so much hell on the way

home from the Governor's Mansion, that

 

I busted it on the sidewalk JUST TO

SHUT HER UP !

 

Sooo.. since I did

not get to drink it..I wasn't about to

pay for it

either.

 

They took

it out of HER salary..which is what the

bitch bitch bitch

bitch bitch bitch

bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch deserved

for having

such a big mouth and JUST

LIKE MY MOTHER !.

 

My Father

wouldn't have gone to all that trouble.

 

 

A diver at Pearl Harbor,

retreiving bodies, and digging GOLD out

of

dead men's mouths, he didn't

waste time or moeny...or gold.

 

He

said " A lot of good that gold does them

6 ft in the earth. "

 

The finer

lessons this GREASER Taught me in our

short time together:

 

" Whatever it

is that you WANT..that's what you

need. "

 

" You have heard to never

kick a man when he is down..son that is

the

BEST time. "

 

" Don't ever

feeeeel sorry about anything that you

do, for there isn't

a single thing

you could do in life that I haven't

already done. "

 

That is.....he

didn't see my haircut at his

funeral.

 

Thank God he WAS

dead..it would have killed him

!

 

My Dad..I think I will keep

him...and his grease.

I love him so.

Miss him. Hmmm.

 

RxR

 

Think

of this as a receipt to thank you for

your work on the

internet.

 

___________________

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Message: 3

Date:

Thu, 30 Jan 2003 14:28:54 -0800

(PST)

Rick REED

 

**[Howard University] Digest/Ballad

of Rick REED, RxR

 

 

Rick REED

FWD's:

 

howarduniversity

If at first you do not

SUCCEED...then so much for SKYDIVING

!

 

The Ballad of *Rick

REED

Appearing FIRST on:

{RickReedRashRiotReader]

 

 

" Weeeeeeeeeellll.....

>

> Rick Reed

is an S.O.B, he's a big muscled brawny

S.O.B,

 

> He's the biggest Mother

****** in the whole wide world !

 

 

> He's a bastard, if there ever

was one,

 

He's a son of

Ahhhhhhhhh!

 

(Ahhhh feeeels good

to him!)

 

> He's a prick to all the

boys and girls.

 

> On Monday He's

a snot, on Tuesday he's a

gnome,

 

> On Wednesday to Saturday

He's a Swartszeneggar clone.

 

>

Then on Sunday, just to be different,

 

 

> He's a super King, Church-goer

in blue jeans

 

on his boney knees!

!

>

>

> Have you ever met

Rick Reed?

 

> He's the biggest

butch in the whole wide world.

 

>

He's a mean ole butch, and he has stupid

punk hair.

 

And looseing it. And

has a bold bald spot.

 

> He's a

butch butch butch butch butch butch

butch.

 

> Butch butch butch butch

butch butch butch butch

 

> He's a

butch! (Whoa!)

 

> Rick Reed's a

butch!

 

> And He's such a dirty

butch! (Butch!)

 

> Talk to ANYONE

around the world,

 

> And it might

go a little bit something like this:

 

>

> Have you ever met Rick Reed?

 

 

> He's the biggest butch in the

whole wide world.

 

> He's a mean

ole butch, and he has stupid punk

hair.

 

(Looks like he's on acid or

stuck his finger in a light socket

or

 

tongued Cybill

Shepherd!)

 

> He's a butch butch

butch butch butch butch butch

 

>

(Oh!)

 

> Butch butch butch butch

butch butch butch

 

>

buuuuutch.

 

> He's a butch!

 

 

> Rick Reed is a butch.

 

>

And he's such a dirty butch! (THAT

BUTCH!!!)

>

> I really mean

it...

 

> Rick Reeeeeeeed, he's a

muscled brawny rough looking ****ing

butch!

 

> Big

> ole

> scarey

ol'

ONLY God-fearing

>

****ing

> Buuuuttttttcccccchhhhhhh!

 

>

> Yeah!

>

> ...brought

to you by the Rick Reed

Acapella Choir

 

THOUGHTS are

THINGS.

 

Everything that ever

HAPPENS, begins with a

simple

THOUGHT, so keep wonderful

THOUGHTS!

 

FWD to EVERYONE YOU

KNOW if

you beleive in

.......YOU.

 

" To fullfill a dream,

to be allowed to sweat over lonely

labor, to be

given the chance to

create, is the meat and potatoes of

life! " ----

 

----- Bette

DAVIS

 

********************

[RickReedRashRiotReader] Digest Number

13

 

(Hey!! That's my lucky

Number!!!)

 

If you do not take

time to explore our Uncommon Adventures,

 

remember that Contempt PRIOR to

investigation is the HEIGHT

of

Ignorance, duhhhmmeee...and NO EFFORT at

ALL...is DOOMED to

failure,

FAILURE!!!...so just

READ..Onnnn!!!

 

Death would be too

kind and too brief.

 

 

Tingles

usually start at the back of the neck,

creep over the face (or the top my my

PENIS) and across the scalp,dart among

the shoulder, trickle down the arm and

then finally shiver up the spine. Isn't

it odd that intense emotion or esthetic

beauty gives us chills, and in my case

the miRRor does it everytime for me.

Uh-oh! Oh, NO! Ooops! (WHOAH

!!!)

 

___________________

___

 

Message: 4

Date:

Thu, 30 Jan 2003 14:29:55 -0800

(PST)

Rick REED

 

***Rick REED meets World Leader @

Promoter of Tibetan/Budhist

Art

 

 

Mr Memphis 2004 Rick Reed

rickreedenterprises

 

SupermanRickReed

wrote

 

 

 

--- In

unelectgwbush ,

" rickreedenterprises "

 

wrote:

 

Memphis Brooks Art

Gallery and Museum waited four years for

this hot-

shot leader in the

continueing promotions of

Tibet/BuuuuuDISM art,

wisdom and

compassion.

 

He was heralded by

Time Magazine as being in

the top 25

Most Influential Men in our

Nation.

 

I KNEW he was in

trouble.

 

Wearing my SUPERMAN

T-Shirt, the Hero of Heroes...I

responded first

in the Question and

answer period following his three hour

babbeling

lecture with... " IF, as you

say that This Whole Event is JUST for

me,

and I AM the MOST Important

person in this room, and I AM SOOOOO

 

Special, and...I AM " IT " ...then I

want you to give me your Brooks

 

Museum Badge, that will allow me

admission into the exhibit, as I AM

 

unemployed and can't afford to see

that stuff, and your slides just

 

aren't making it " .

 

Another

member of the audience asked him if he

was just helping me and he responded

with " No, he was

demonstrating "

 

(Yeah, yeah, yeah

so what ELSE is news?)

 

I just

wanted to show him that although TIME

Magazine thought he was pretty

INFLUENTIAL, this so-called dumb

hillbilly from Memphis could influence

HIM into doing something for ME..in

front of hundreds...FREE

ADMISSION.

 

I got the badge, and

yesterday I received from Brooks, a

twenty

dollar gift certificate to

eat free at a local Mexican Resturaunt,

 

with two free admissions to the

Museum, that I will forward to my

 

very best friends and surrogate

Parents.

 

___________________

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Message: 5

Date:

Thu, 30 Jan 2003 14:31:01 -0800

(PST)

Rick REED

 

****[smith2004-discuss] Silence on

the list

 

 

Mr Memphis, Rick

REED wrote:

 

 

Contrary to what you wrote,

sir....

do NOT

suck....the world in general DOES.

 

We are " It " .

Everyone ELSE is

tired of TRYing to be IT....thats why we

are NOT a " United " States AT ALL

(anymore).

In Memphis in particular,

when I ran in the very first Shelby

County Mayoral Race, only 25 percent of

the entire county was registered to vote

AT ALL.

Of that percent, only 18

percent DID vote, thus the small part of

us all here made decisions that effected

us all.

Yet, the remaining 82

percent......they made the biggest

noise, the most complaints, yet were

willing to do NOTHING MORE to change

things.

It is that way all over our

country.

These " Americans " are

responsible for the shape of our country

and the shape of things to come.

 

They probably don't even KNOW when

election day is.

THAT is why I NEVER

run for office again, just ENTERTAIN

MYSELF here.

Dane Carlson

wrote:

I

woke up this morning to near absolute

silence from the list... Did I

miss

the end of

the world or does

Groups just suck?

---

Dane

 

___________________

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Message:

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Thu, 30 Jan 2003 14:31:58

-0800 (PST)

Rick REED

 

*****I have to tell you the God's

Honest TRUTH about PresiDUNCE G.

Bush(ed)

 

 

 

Mr. Memphis

2004, Rick Reed

wrote:

 

supermanrickreed

wrote:

 

 

 

 

 

--- In

unelectgwbush

 

 

 

It is really really about all of

us.

 

Now take this very very slow

so that you are not tortured by

it.

 

And won't have to drag

through it.

 

We spent SO much

money for oil " Over

there " ..right.

 

We KNOW for a fact

that THEY have more OIL than we

do.

 

Reason to assume they also

have more MONEY than we do.

 

(WE

are always in deficiet.)

 

(We are

not their only customer.)

 

Look at

how they live.

 

They could have

duplicated ANY of our modern cities

YEARS ago what

with thier

money.

 

So..where's the money?

 

It

paid for countless weapons they have

hidden over there.

 

BUSH will

never find even a fraction of a fraction

of them all.

 

Remember Roosevelt

took care of business almost immediatly

after

Pearl Harbor, in comparison to

how Bush is doing things.

 

And you

would think that with the increased

technology of today, we

could do

better, but why don't we?

 

The

truth?

 

Because BUSH can't DO

anything.

 

He makes one false

move, and our goose is cooked and he

knows it.

 

Our goose is cooked

already anyway, it is a matter of time

that's all.

 

They are just WAITING

for us to show how stupid we are and how

we

have all failed one

another.

 

Push ONE button, and

they retaliate with something that'll

make Star

Wars seem like some

prekindergarten failing.

 

But..God

is in every plan.

 

Fall on your

knees before a house falls on you

too.

 

 

___________________

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Message:

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Thu, 30 Jan 2003 14:32:47

-0800 (PST)

Rick REED

 

******Why EVERYBODY just LUVS to

hate Rick REED's guts , RxR....uh-oh

!

 

 

 

ATTENION to ALL of you

who JUST DON'T GET IT.....

Do your

worst AS ALWAYS and I will do my best

(as always.)

 

Everytime you

speak, you only tell on yourself, and it

is ALWAYS negative. ..those of you who

challenge me that is.

 

I am always

Positive...till I have to miRRor what

you present to me in hate and confusion,

fear.

 

I don't see things as THEY

ARE...but as they CAN BE.

 

I have

reported your SPAM. ...those of you who

have sent me life threatening

emails.

 

Let's JUST SEE where this

takes us.

 

I have a fatal

disease, do not know how much time I

have left and not wasting ANY

time...........I continue to communicate

what I think people NEED TO KNOW...primarily

that PresiDUNCE Bush is Insane to

say... " IF " ....we go to war " .

 

We

have BEEN at war since 9/ll, and he

won't even admit it yet.

 

Not even

in his State of The Union Address..still

saying " IF " .

 

How many of you even

BOTHERED to watch it, and if so, LISTEN

to it, and if so, HEARD

it.

 

Compartmentalize, secularize

all you....in your various Groups, and

hide, escape reality...and be doomed for

it...a house will fall on you too ....

soon enough.

 

God have Mercy on

you all for your ignorance and either

inability to face reality which IS

excusable..or your refusal to..which is

a real crime.

 

Please just look at

this email as a PERSONAL RECEIPT and a

ThankYOU for your work on the internet,

as I enjoy it.

 

My NEVER giving up

on any goal or dream has never failed

me, and it is good to see others do the

same as you.

 

I call it CLAIM

YOUR GOOD.

 

Thanks

!

 

RxR

 

___________________

___

 

Message:

8

Thu, 30 Jan 2003 14:33:42

-0800 (PST)

Rick REED

 

*******Rick REED Contact

Information:

Internet/SnailMail

 

RickReedRashRiotReade

 

Internet:

 

For personal mail to Rick:

downonthebrick

 

SnailMail:

 

Rick REED, Esq.

 

RickREED

Enterprises

 

P>O> Box 3751

Myrtle Beach, SC 29578

 

Tingles usually

start at the back of the neck, creep

over the face (or the top my my PENIS)

and across the scalp,dart among the

shoulder, trickle down the arm and then

finally shiver up the spine. Isn't it

odd that intense emotion or esthetic

beauty gives us chills, and in my case

the miRRor does it everytime for me.

Uh-oh! Oh, NO! Ooops! (WHOAH !!!)

I enjoy beyond measure your gift

of CLAIMING YOUR GOOD as you mushroom

globally on the internet. Keep up your

Good Work..More Love than you can even

imagine from one man.

 

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> Richard Arlen REED RxR <downonthebrick wrote:

 

yada yada yada.....how droll kid.such spunk.you're such a toughie.rings

true like

a James Frey memoir. you should tell this all to somebody who gives a

shit. Nobody(that's me and more)don't care about your pitiful little

soap opera. sing this to the tune of Dr. Pepper...la:

I'm a shithead

you're a shithead

wouldn't you like to be a

shithead too........

from one who knows more than you ever will...Lord Bob

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