First, some background: [08/Jun/2005:15:19:15 +0200] "GET ... HTTP/1.1" 200 32768 "http://www.google.com.au/search?hl=en&q=Porn+kiddy+cum+shit+prick+fart+arsehole+moron+child+sex+pornography+girls+tiny+loving+sucking+pulling+&btnG=Google+Search&meta=" "Mozilla/4.0 (compatible; MSIE 6.0; Windows NT 5.1; SV1)" Note: I did not reply to any of these messages, they just kept coming... ----------------------- Date: Wed, 8 Jun 2005 23:45:44 -0700 From: JKG Subject: GeT ReEl...! found ya stupid foottos by misteak... gett REAL man, or woman the quession isz ar u human... their craoppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp! pleez post intellegent, learned, slightly comical & poignant reply on your site somewhere... I'l finde itt by acciedente agen...,,!!! sorrie ime NEW!!!!!!!! LY OUt of the pod... stoney BROKE!!! stupid and am thinking of sewerside... I ALSO HAVE A MENTAL ILLNESS... ----------------------- Date: Thu, 9 Jun 2005 00:18:00 -0700 From: JKG Subject: This message has no subject. Select OK to send anyway... ARSEHOLE BASTARD ETC. ETC. DO NOT OPEN THIS MESSAGE WARNING... DO NOT READ THIS........... If I'm number 3742988, why are we still living on this fucking planet... and who are the other 3742987, noting that I am not including you as a visitor, then again, technically, you DO visit this sight as well... oh who fucking cares... Look bastard, or bitch as the case may be... I'm heterosexual, so the latter may hopefully apply. I'm reel sorry for the email before. u made me log out of my computer and then log back in again and my brain locked up (for around 20 seconds I couldn't remember my password to get back onto the Net... and it's my fucking BIRTH DATE, for Christ's sake (IF he or she actually exists, or if YOU (and I would have underlined the YOU if there was that facility on this stupid email blank of yours) just to come back to this fucking site to tell you off (IN NO UNCERTAIN TERMS)... Look, I'm happy being a new freak.... of really today's realisation, just let me know you understand that, or just piss off, one or the other, and I'm NOT a PEDOPHILE and don't say I am just because I used lots of pedophilic terminology to find a shit of a mongrel like you... LOOK, JUST EITHER FUCK OFF AND LEAVE ME ALONE, OR ALTERNATIVELY, USE SOME OF THAT HUMUNGOUS, ASTOUNDING, BRILLIANT, AWESOME, BRAINPOWER OF YOURS AND FIND ME... I KNOW YOU CAN'T... (or you can just leave a message on this site, don't worry I'll be back a thousand times in the next couple of days if that is what you want, just to check on you...) I bet you don't even CARE about stupid people like me... you crass, moronic but maybe nice? alien person or being... ON SECOND THOUGHTS, JUST STOP READING THIS EMAIL AND LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE... I AM MENTALLY ILL, I SEE A PSYCHIATRIST, MY DAD DIED LAST YEAR, I WORK AND LIVE IN AUSTRALIA... a fucking clue there... generous of me isn't it, since I know nothing about you... I AM 48 YEARS OLD, MY HOBBIES ARE... YOU FUCKING NAME IT... wouldn't mind saving the world if you know what I mean, but I might just think about that one for a while, maybe we could talk once i calm down and take another epilim tablet... JUST FUCK OFF!!! if you like... AND YOUR FUCKING SPELLCHECKER DOESN'T WORK!!!!! theer aser noe s;pe;jnfnv ijlfsdkj es ojhweltojhth page.... ----------------------- Date: Thu, 9 Jun 2005 01:26:01 -0700 From: JKG Subject: My dear Reggie... Look Reggie Weis or whoever you are... stop messing with my head... I was actually told about this site by my brother... who is similarly gifted, as are two of my cousins, Eric and Wilheim... they often talk about your stupid pictures... where's the porn? is what Eric says, as he laughs mockingly... We all meet up in Australia once a year, as we live all around the world now. My brother Lee is in real estate in LA, Eric works as a mechanic in a small town called Olde Barre, in the Southern part of Britain near Tareeka, northern south wales, and Wilheim, well, he's on the dole in Australia. I work in the public service in a large place in Australia... sorry I can't play your little games any more... John, my stepson from my fifth failed marriage, is the mental one, and has been in and out of mental institutions over the years. I'll give you some more to digest, smart arse - who is probably German... I am of Austrian descent myself... and quite a few other nationalities... A bit more about me: My cousins and I all have these sort of code names for each other, mine is Genius Alpha... a bit silly, but John (who thinks I am pretty smart, poor bugger) came up with it and my cousins, brother and I feel sort of sorry for him, so he sometimes tags along to our Aussie meetings. He's going on for 18 now, and he might have a bit of mental (in a smart way) potential in the future... We all call Lee GIL - always capitalised, and it comes from a cartoon we all liked as kids, GILLEE Man - he was a SUPER super hero, and pretty smart, like Lee himself is. Wilhelm is the one with the abs and pecs, in his spare time he works out at the gym and teaches aerobics at the local hospital where he lives in Aus. He is really into charity. Then, lastly but not least, is Eric... the OLD BARSTED we all call him that because of where he lives in Britain. We are the 3 super heroes (well 3 and a half, if you count Johnny)... WHO AM I REALLY??? IS THIS ALL TRUE, MR WEIS? CAN TWO PEOPLE PLAY THIS GAME? DID I GET YOUR NAME HALF RIGHT? (SORRY ABOUT THE SPELLING)... you will see, Mr Weis, if that is REALLY your name, that my cousins and I are the smart ones, you are just someone, one of many probably, who likes to play your little net, little fucking little German games with truely smart people... JUST THINK AGAIN WEISIE... ----------------------- Date: Thu, 9 Jun 2005 03:10:04 -0700 From: JKG Subject: No subject, really... Before I launch into the crap below (and this little bit was actually written after the stuff below... how confusing, just let me say, I am buggered at the moment, my brain is sore, but I am not at all sleepy... I will sit with the computer on NOW and await some contact from someone... it is also a bit of a game for me, I have provided my email address in the body of this shit below somewhere... the first one who finds it and emails me is the winner... NO NO on second thoughts, if you all email me at once DODO will REALLY be extinct... some of you will know what I mean by that... anyway... maybe you can organise for someone to get to me fairly shortly... Thanks guys... OK. OK. I get it now. Wiessie, so we are all Bipolar, there are thousands of us, my psychiatrist wanted me to go onto Epilim for a reason, I was on Lithium before I was on Epilim because I probably wasn't diagnosed as a potential Bipolar, it is probably best if Bipolars are told by their shrinks rather than their peers that epilim is OK for some reason I can't finish because my head hurts (I occasionally, about once every couple of days get a brain freeze, your (i.e. the Bipolar) Website doesn't have anything to identify any of this because some hapless 'normal' might stumble across it like I thought I had originally, before my brain sucked me into the vortex. I sort of knew I was becoming special during the last two weeks or so, but have been 'dumbing myself down' considerably with those 'normals' with whom I come into contact at work. By the way, forgive for not introducing myself to you all before this, my recent pet name for ME is GENIUS ALPHA. I was wondering why I was never wrong, about anything (I guess this is normal for us types) other strange things are that coincidences keep happening, my brain takes over - I found myself half asleep with three remote controls, one for a video, one for a DVD and one for a little TV (who lives down the lane) lying on the bed next to me. I had just installed them all in about ten minutes, and I know nothing about anything technical (a bit of a family joke) before about two weeks ago, anyway, long story a tiny bit shorter, I found my hands operating the remotes without thinking about it - I actually scared myself by turning the DVD on and started to play a disc without thinking (this has to stop!!! How do you guys deal with all of this stuff?. mind you, I have been doing strange things like that for quite a while (about two weeks in fact, if I hadn't told you before). like I have had a really, and I mean really really bad sense of direction since I was a boy. Now I only have to think of a place, and my car takes me there automatically. All I have to do is steer. I always beat other cars off at the lights, I am miles, or kilometres smarter than anyone else I know, unfortunately, I am certain there is no God, although I do strongly believe in the power of goodness in the world as opposed to evil. (I am an extremely ethical, and honest person, I can't help it, I can't go over the speed limit now, and that would be for about the last.. Let me think. 2 weeks, I think, but I'm not sure. I taught myself to touch type years ago, and now all I have to do is think about it and can type at kilometres an hour, I taught myself to play the guitar, am currently learning the electronic keyboard, I somehow bought a top of the range Yamaha keyboard about.. No, you are wrong, it was actually one week ago this time. I get on well with everybody in my life, I can understand where everyone is coming from, even if they "shit on me from a great height" as we say in my family - which is made up of two Bipolar idiots, me and my late father.. God (if there was one) I miss him. Totally healthy at 73, lifting telegraph poles etc. drank like a fish, gave up smoking after a 6 X Coronary Bipass Operation around twenty years before his death. Cause of death was sort of a mystery, although an aortal aneurism and mild lung cancer in the very bottom lobe of his left lung, were given as possible reasons. They did a scan of his heart, and it was as good as an 18 year olds. just before he passed away. I was tested for reading glasses, and my left eye was said to be very weak, I had injured it in a childhood accident playing with my brother (not diagnosed Bipolar, but I'm sure he is i.e. the lack of sleep thing, the doing everything easily thing etc. As for me, I'm just your ordinary, run of the mill Bipolar, just like everybody else I suppose. Although I might be a bit better than some, I say to myself, because the exposure I have had to mentally ill people, including my Dad's 'manicisms' as Mum still refers to them, combined with my exposure to those I was forced to mix with in 'Canberra Mental Hospital, gives me a poor background in this regard. I have an extreme number of talents, which I have really been trying to hide lately, my Mum is aware there is something wrong with me, but I am keeping a low key on everything where I can. Spellcheckers don't work anymore for me, i.e. my written typing is both very very fast, and very very accurate. There are many, many, many more things I could tell you in this regard, but I'd better sign off soon. I realise that many other manics, who are reading fast, etc will be reading all of this. I feel SO abnormal at the moment, and am in need of some sort of comfort. Can somebody please help me, because my brain is in overdrive. Are we special people? Are we all just nut cases? I understand we are probably all as superior as I am afraid to tell you all that I am. Contact details etc. Name: John [....snip....] Date of Birth: [...snip...] 1956 (for the slow people, I am 48 years of age) Address: [...snip...] ............................... AUSTRALIA.. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE NOTE WELL: Although this ranting I am sending you is sort of a cry for help, please don't call me on my home phone number at any time!!!! (It is [...snip...] - provided to you for EMERGENCY purposes ONLY) also PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE NOTE EVEN WELLER: that my email address is 'joegil@[...snip...' - I would love to have some contact with some people who are brighter than those I currently have anything to do with in this world (sorry, I have a big head at the moment.) Why am I volunteering to a bunch of total strangers, whom I have never had anything at all to do with in my life (apart from the minute website contact of today) most of my embarrassing life incidents. I can only wonder if my life will turn out well in the end. although I am in full control of my mental faculties (no. I heard you at the back there! I am NOT mentally ill.) I could just be on a high that will lead to suicide. I have never attempted this, and never will, but, boy, have I contemplated it at times. you all know how it is. those of you who are still alive. Shit, I forgot to delete the name and address etc. details before sending this email, sorry for the inconvenience. PS. Up until a week ago I had been actually performing a bodily function called 'sleeping' and even 'slept' last night. unfortunately tonight, I know I will not. my exceptionally infallible brain will not let me. not that I don't like my brain, but I think I need a manual to learn to drive the bastard at the moment. Sorry for the swearing gang. Your friend.. John ----------------------- Date: Thu, 9 Jun 2005 03:40:27 -0700 From: JKG Subject: are you people really behind this friends united thing or am i just beign paranoid... (as usual) I hope we all knew I was merely attempting humour below... if you people at Friends Reunited who are now asking an Australian for payment in pounds??? Get with it guys, we use dollars now, just like a fairly large proportion of the globe... I am still awaiting a serious email from anyone on the Net... I am becoming more and more depressed as the night/morning wears on, and I have to get up or something for work in a couple of hours... comeon... anything??? I know you got my last message, your fake 'error' return email had more than a few anomalies in it... I DO appreciate all the attention, though... nobody else in my bloody petty life gives a damn about me, except maybe Mum... ----- Original Message ----- From: JKG To: Friends Reunited Sent: Thursday, June 09, 2005 3:19 AM Subject: Re: John's Friends Reunited mail box I haven't stopped laughing, you MENSA or Bipolar, or what ever you are, you are much smarter than I am... bastards... (L.O.F.L) Stop messing with my head and let me sit here waiting for a message from Friends Reunited, that I expect shortly... Don't try to kid a kidder guys... I never want to hear from Mensa, or anyone from your stupid organisation again... go away!!! Joegil ----- Original Message ----- From: Friends Reunited To: John G... Sent: Wednesday, June 08, 2005 9:17 AM Subject: John's Friends Reunited mail box [logo.jpg] Dear John It's been a month or two since you joined Friends Reunited You may not have realised, but there are features of Friends Reunited which are only available to upgraded members, for example: * Sending messages to anyone listed on Friends Reunited * Replying to messages you receive from old friends Messages are sent from and received by your Friends Reunited inbox. This means your personal email address is never revealed and messages never go missing. Upgrade your membership here It costs ?7.50 to upgrade your membership for a year. The Friends Reunited Team As a reminder, your login email is joegil@.. and your password is ******. Request full password here ----------------------- Date: Thu, 9 Jun 2005 03:47:27 -0700 From: JKG Subject: Re: are you people really behind this friends united thing or am i just beign paranoid... (as usual) OK everyone, we've all had our 'jollies' at the expense of a poor newly smartarse like myself... I'm turning off the computer now... so take your friends and reunite with them for a while, and I'll go to bed... I expect someone to come to their senses in the morning and give me a more 'normal' response... ----------------------- Date: Thu, 9 Jun 2005 07:15:40 -0700 From: JKG Subject: message2 Any references I have made in previous emails to cities, personal details, names of brother and cousins etc. are all false, or were designed to mislead. Please do not attempt to contact me again at my email address, which is the one piece of information which had ant veracity in what I provided... Stay clear of me with your worms etc. or I may need to discuss the matter with the relevant authorities...