From: Gary S

From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Friday, March 03, 2006 2:58 PM
To: Bill
Cc: Lor
Subject: RE: Da Vinci Code

I notice you didn’t respond to my last email?

How about Tuesday at 3pm?

I was in fact packing up the car to head out to you on Wednesday when I literally got sick as a dog.

Of course it was and remains psychosomatic as are each and every one of the problems of the world, logical thought processing will, however, get us “thru” [sic] it all if you follow my drift.

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From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Tuesday, February 28, 2006 10:42 PM PT
To: Bill
Cc: Lor
Subject: RE: Da Vinci Code...BEWARE OF STILL WATERS...FOOD FOR THOUGHT!

How about since I am coming up tomorrow – a big night out on the town with my amazing wife – what if I came by, bought you pizza and salad, signed the returns, left you with a troy ounce of gold and let you handle things from there?

Moreover, in an effort to brighten up your day and offset my ugly-duckling looks I might get MDG who wont think what I am about to propose is funny given how very private she is, that you help me come up with a way to have her stop by and show you this incredible bargain she got at a second hand clothing store in Del Mar, the original owner of the jacket which I have yet to see but I understand from the owner of the store may not even have worn this designer suede leather jacket given how it requires someone with the perfect body shape who happens to also sit perfectly on the back of a precision engineered Ducati ST4S, its original price tag of $6K possibly worth more than the Ducati if I don’t find a way to quickly build up more muscle and pick it up out of the mud.

The thought occurred to me that I could either attach ropes to both dogs or given the intelligence level of my Super Intelligent Italian Greyhound I could simply teach him to drive the Mini Cooper S while I have Maggie, our chocolate Labrador and protector of both Pypeetoe and me, stand guard to make sure no one bothers us.

Now I would go and on in the off chance you would decide to reduce the fees if only to get rid of me but I am starving, in the process of making pasta in the two remaining pots at our rock home the result of a continuous string of bad “luk” [sic] resulting from my negligence in not using the timer after repeatedly turning on the electric stove.

BTW you may have been blind copied on this email I sent earlier to Cristina Lanata a soon to be physician who comes from very good “Peruvian stock” and more importantly may be single and would therefore be in my humble but seasoned opinion one most extraordinary “catch” for someone,,, and if not you then someone you could recommend and then spend a lifetime getting over the jealously as you can see from this one of a kind photo of me, Pypeetoe my “sightseeing sight hound”, Cristina and her former loser boyfriend Oscar atop Machu Picchu, Peru; the “loser” still owing me $8K that I don’t think I need to write off to help reduce my taxes to mention little of the fact that as best I recall I have entered into less than 5 written agreements in my entire life with other parties compared to the hundreds if not thousands of oral agreements, and as best I recall I haven’t had one party with whom I have entered into “orally” ever screw me; on the contrary in the overwhelming of cases I have ended up getting SIGNIFICANTLY more than what I bargained for whereas with each of the written agreements it has resulted in the equivalent of “pulling teeth”.

And of course the main purpose of this digression was to remind Mr. George Money Talks Hurst Esq. to remind his client The Sperm Donor aka Dr. John Ben Stewart of the “teeth” email he sent his X-wife less than 6 months after Judge Hendrix handed her and me this evil of evil’s head on a platter, just 15 odd minutes before sending her a rather articulate email when he thought he had got the “better of her” and following my wife’s “tTOo” [sic] responses The Evil has yet to rear his ugly head via email although his “butt-fc*K” [sic] girlfriend Ms. Dawn thought nothing of responding for her decrepit old man until she got this communiqué from MDG and for good reason Ms. Dawn went very still.

Beware of still waters.

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From: Bill
Sent: Tuesday, February 28, 2006 6:41 PM
To: Gary S. Gevisser
Subject: RE: Da Vinci Code

Gary, that was a funny joke.

Yes, I received your communiqué(s). I have advised my broker to liquidate all of my U.S. Dollar holdings.

How about Monday at 3PM?

Bil

From: Gary S. Gevisser
Sent: Tuesday, February 28, 2006 636 PM
To: Lor
Cc: bill
Subject: FW: Da Vinci Code

Do you get my “fat” communiqué that failed to mention the upward tick in the price of gold beginning at the crack of dawn when I sent this Ron Lieber of the WSJ an email to mention little again NOT ONLY of the extreme effort on the part of western central banks backed up by pretty much every single stock broker, realtor, real estate developer, insurance agent and the such to collapse this “gauge” of “trust” that goes back pretty much to the year dot, certainly to when the people lost trust in G-d to deliver the 10 Commandments to Moses who may have been trying to outsmart G-d by making up the story about the Children of Israel building themselves a golden calf and when no one was looking picked up the pieces of the first set of tablets and sold them off to the heathens, BUT what WILL, not may, occur once the collapse of the diamond market begins in earnest which if I have I-we have our “ducks lined up” correctly should have all hard workers no matter their profession celebrating big time.

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From: John K. Pollard Jr.
Sent: Tuesday, February 28, 2006 5:54 PM
To: gary s gevisser
Subject: Fw: Da Vinci Code

DA VINCI CODE

Written across the wall of the cave were the following symbols:

It was considered a unique find and the writings were said to be at least three thousand years old!

The piece of stone was removed, brought to the museum, and archaeologists from around the world came to study the ancient symbols. They held a huge meeting after months of conferences to discuss the meaning of the markings.

The President of the society pointed to first drawing and said: "This is a woman. We can see these people held women in high esteem. You can also tell they were intelligent, as the next symbol is a donkey, so they were smart enough to have animals help them till the soil.
The next drawing is a shovel, which means they had tools to help them."

"Even further proof of their high intelligence is the fish which means that if a famine hit the earth and food didn't grow, they seek food from the sea. The last symbol appears to be the Star of David which means they were evidently Hebrews."

The audience applauded enthusiastically.

Then a little old Jewish man stood up in the back of the room and said, "Idiots, Hebrew is read from right to left......It says:
Holy Mackerel, Dig The Ass On That Chick"

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