From: Gary S. Gevisser [gsg@sellnext.com]
Sent: Friday, April 25, 2003 7:19 PM
To: Mike Sagorin
Cc: rest
Subject: The meek....

 

 

Michael, I assume you sent me the California Unemployment benefits table to let me know that you are currently residing just a hop-jump-and-a-scotch away from us in Del Mar to mention little of the taco on top of the man’s head in the “lunch” hyperlink who I think happens to look a lot like Fred DeLuca although Fred is much better looking, at least that was the case when he and I were surrounded by the most beautiful looking women in all of Florida back on New Year’s Day 1997.

 

I believe the last time I saw Fred DeLuca in person was a day or two later when we both in this rather sparse mansion with almost as much water surrounding the place as Jeffrey Krinsk’s home here in Point Loma; the only difference is that Jeffrey has to pay for the water his fish have sex in whereas I believe none of the residence on the street where Fred was staying are required to pay for the Atlantic ocean going back and forth with the tides.

 

At the time there was talk that Fred didn’t actually own the house but was in the process of repossessing it from a business associate and that he actually lived in a two bedroom rental apartment driving around in some fukukta car. Fred DeLuca though is, however, far from being in the “poor house.” In one year, donkey years ago his reported salary from Subway alone was close to $100 million and of course anyone that knows anything about the clothing game knows that no Yiddisha boy would be dumb enough to put all their eggs in to one basket let alone feel so good that their taxed dollars would be put to better use than keeping the profits in the business to keep the ship running a true but often times “Peeriless course” [sic].

 

Now to be clear I don’t believe Fred is Jewish nor do I know of him ever having invested in the “schmutter” business to those of us more colloquially speaking. Just about anyone with a hair brain knows the “rag trade” is the road to ruin unless of course you know how to keep at least two sets of books and for that you simply have to sure that your accountant is less dishonest than you.

 

And with all the muck that has been written about Fred DeLuca it would surprise me to “know end” [sic] if he so much as took one cent in illegal deductions on his tax returns. On one of these hyperlinks you can read about how I am not the only “serfer dude” out there that thinks Fred would make an incredible United States President and of course I think he would do well to have me at his side whispering a thing or tTOo in to his ear which no doubt are a whole lot smaller than mine.

 

There is one thing Fred knows about me perhaps better than most on my email list and that is my ability to stay perfectly on track when I need to, to mention little of my very calm and smooth palms other than the burn mark on my right hand. And the last memory I have of Fred was seeing him typing away on his laptop computer while I was still figuring out how to load up an excel worksheet.

 

I am copying Fred on this email in the event he has a position opening at Subway and of course please don’t accept any position from anyone else until such time as we get together. And of course I cannot vouch for you other than the fact that I think you tTOo know how to rock. Please note that there is no “sic” after the “two” [sic].

 

So what do you think of the name “GirlieGarb” for the girl-women’s line of clothing and accessories et al to tie-in with GrubbyGrub? Now I am not certain you have been involved in the fashion game although I do seem to remember someone telling me that a “Sagorin” was at one time in the business but I definitely recall you and your brother as toddlers sitting every Friday Night in synagogue at the orthodox Jewish “cementery” [sic] on Silverton road in Durban South Africa just to the left of the Lazarus clan and of course I am all “butt” [sic] certain no member of your family are more right wing than their one male leader, Gunter “Pig” Lazarus, now, Thank God, deceased.

 

I think it is important that I establish right up front my strong feelings about this rapacious out of control head of household who I have little regard for although I don’t cast any dispersions on either Gunter or his brother’s children waiting to see how each one of them respond in kind to the suggestions I will be making in short order. I am assuming Gunter’s brother is still alive and living the high life? 

 

It goes almost without saying that there are more than a handful of Jewish South Africans including members of my immediate family who would prefer I simply focus on the positive things that are happening in my life right now, a new and perhaps above-average looking wife, to mention little of the business model that will knock the socks off anything so far I have seen coming out of that brain-dead society we were raised in. They say opposites attract?

 

And of course I doubt you would object if I also copy Tony Leon the leader of one of the opposition parties in South Africa who is probably closer to your age but may not be in as good a shape as you given the fact that it has taken me some 8 years to fully recover from all the partying he and I did on 2nd Beach Clifton back in 1995. I am not going to bother with Trevor Manuel, South Africa’s Minister of Finance as I have a special “heartfelt” email planned for next week to tie-in with today being the 33rd anniversary of my barmitzvah.

 

I had actually hoped to get an email out to Laurie Black today but my website went down which had me take more than my usual 4 hour afternoon break. I still have one more email to get out to an attorney, Mr. Doug Royer, whose law firm handled the estate of my very good friend Anne L. Miller who passed away Christmas Day 2001.  

 

With all that said, unless the unemployment check clears the bank before this coming Sunday morning, morning brunch is on Marie and me. Please let me know if 9:30am PST works for you. We will be meeting either in Del Mar or at Stonehenge II which is 25 minutes east of Del Mar at the foothills of Mt. Laguna assuming you are riding a Ducati ST4S but I would allow yourself an additional half hour if you are driving a Ferrari. There is no snow on the ground but come dressed ready for a mud fight.

 

If this time frame doesn’t suit you then how about meeting with us this coming Thursday evening, 6pm PST and hopefully you will also get to meet Jeffrey Krinsk who should be back from Washington DC where he is once again meeting with the Democratic Party bigwigs although it will be interesting to see if Senator Kerry let alone his incredibly beautiful wife, Theresa Heinz, is in any way put off about what some may have seen as somewhat deprecatory comments about the possible loss of some 6 inches in the Senator’s penis due to some “decathalon” [sic] event.

 

According to what I believe is a reliable source the terrifically agile, good humored Senator still has though another 8 inches to play with. Now please bear in mind that while crafting this email I am thinking about the party Jeffrey and his wife, whose code name is Campbell Soup, are planning for Marie and I once the new floor to his oversized dwelling for tTOo people is completed. Most importantly, I am hoping that Jeffrey will be able to get us an incredible volume discount on Heinz’s latest “blue” ketchup. Before I forget Jeffrey’s address is 56753

 

Let me know.

 

Gary

 

-----Original Message-----
From:
Mike Sagorin [mailto:Mike@Sagorin.com]
Sent:
Thursday, April 24, 2003 7:05 PM
To: gsg@sellnext.com
Subject: Re:

 

Sounds great - my unemployment check should be here by then, so lunch is on ME!

Michael

 

 

----- Original Message -----

Sent: Thursday, April 24, 2003 12:11 PM

 

Michael, I would like to get together with you sometime to discuss the GrubbyGrub.com business model we are putting together as well play a bit of catch-up. I am assuming you are on the west coast of the U.S.? If you are available to meet with us this coming weekend that would be great.

 

gary