Stephanie Adams is Wacko…
- Look, Ma! I’m a Web Designer!
- Look, Ma! I’m a Web Designer!
- Web Designing in the Nude…
- A Figment of My Imagination…
- Stephanie Adams is Wacko…
- Stephanie Adams, Psychopath…
- Stephanie Gets Tough on Spam…
- Stephanie Adams is Back…
- A Letter to Playboy Enterprises…
- Go Away, Stephanie Adams!
- The Ugly Saga Continues…
- Stephanie Threatens to Sue, Again…
- A Playmate Provides Evidence…
- Stephanie Adams, Lecturer…
- Stephanie Threatens my ISP…
- Wikipedia Editing Weirdness…
This issue has long ceased to be about bad web design; this is about bad manners, a bad attitude, bad language, and a black heart. Stephanie Adams, Playboy’s Miss November 1992, has been sending abusive and threatening emails to a reader of this website, a result of his innocent and constructive comment that her blue-on-navy website was hard to read. For the life of me, I can’t imagine why that would inspire name-calling such as “šhrìvëlëd-ûp trøll“, “ugly báštárd”, and “ûglÿ lìttlë Jëw“, can you? Despite her nastiness, my reader and friend responded much more civilly than our Bunny. His reply:
Hmm, seems YOU certainly have time on YOUR hands. It’s a shame you use it so pathetically. You certainly don’t sound “elusive, magical, beautiful, intelligent, successful, well-bred” to me.
Well bred? Certainly doesn’t sound like it. Boorish at best. Intelligent? Again, doesn’t sound like it. Small-minded, ignorant, bigoted and insecure are probably far more accurate. Elusive? Hardly. After your first message (I didn’t bother to find out until then) finding out who and where the “Sorceress” really is was about 3 minutes work. Beautiful? Hard to tell. The incredible ugliness of your attitude masks just about everything else. Successful? I’m not really in a position to judge. It would only take about 10 minutes to verify your rather unbelievable claim of making 70 million (7,000 customers at Godessey’s highest rate?) But as I said, I’m not really in a position to judge that so I won’t comment on it.
Y’see, that’s what intelligent, well-bred people do. They don’t spit out hate-filled racist insults on matters that they don’t know anything about…
P.S. The web site I quoted really does exist. The opinion of your site was not written by me. If you ask nicely I’ll even tell you where. You should see the follow-up he wrote.
Once again, his reply to her hateful emails possessed clarity and poise, while managing to stay above the levels to which Stephanie had sunk, albeit a tad more personal. Apparently, Miss Adams can’t quite deal with looking in the mirror, as demonstrated by her reply, which I am no longer censoring in order to provide the full effect of the venom of her responses:
Ask you nicely??? FÙÇK YOU!!!
1 - YOU are the one with time on YOUR hands, because you were the one who contacted ME. If you had your own life, you would mind your own business (but obviously, you do not have a life).
2 - The web site does NOT exist. You’re a lonely, depressed, poor, old, ugly, jëw bøÿ and a liar and you are nothing but a pathetic fan who wishes you could be with someone like me.
3 - Apparently, you have been looking up information on several of my web sites and are a deranged, áššhølë who came from a mother who was probably a høøkër and a father who was probably an alcoholic. You sound like the type and any if you send any further e-mails, they will be forwarded to my security department, who by the way, WILL find out who you are, where you live and more. BEWARE!!!
Have A Nice Day!
First of all, she is criticizing the reader for not “minding his own business”, when he was actually attempting to help her by offering her constructive advice on the readability of her site. Apparently, Stephanie doesn’t subscribe to her own words, “[when] we help others, we are also helping ourselves to find greater spirituality and overall happiness.” Miss Adams seems to have a long way to go in obtaining greater spirituality and overall happiness, don’t you think?
Second, the website does exist, as evidenced by the fact that you are viewing it now! Stephanie is clearly uninformed (despite my reader’s best intentions!) and incredibly naive.
Thirdly, Stephanie describes the reader as a “lonely, depressed, poor, old, ugly, jëw bøÿ“, obviously meant as a derogatory remark to someone she has never met or spoken with, let alone determined their age, financial status, or religion. Yet, her supposed “religious mission statement” offers a welcome message to people from “all regions, colors, ages, creeds and religious beliefs.” She clearly holds discriminatory beliefs and subscribes to double standards.
Lastly, at least she now realizes that people are looking at and criticizing her actual websites, but how does reading this information make one a deranged áššhølë, let alone “a deranged *comma* áššhølë”, whatever that is?! Also, I’m confused about how reading public information on public websites relates to one’s parentage. Maybe I’m wrong about Stephanie; maybe she’s developed a retinal-scanning, DNA-analyzing Java-based applet that still has a few kinks to be worked out. Hmmm… I don’t think so!
I’m not sure about the other religions, but Stephanie surely is a practitioner of bigotry. Her message asking visitors to “send an e-mail to Sorceress with any inquiries, comments and suggestions” apparently doesn’t apply to criticisms of her choice of colors. That tirade just wasn’t enough for Stephanie, because a few hours later she sent another flaming email:
You should now… that you are being investigated on now as we speak. My Uncle is a Police Commisioner and all of your information has been forwarded to him. You will not find any kind of peace until you answer to him.
All future e-mail from you has been automatically set up to be sent to his department of investigations. He already knows who you are, where you live, etc, but to protect me in the event something is “done” about you, I will be able to testify to not knowing.
By the way, you and your Jëw frìënd are both old, poor, ugly, short, jealous, demented, lonely trolls who are still wishing you could be with a woman like me. You are so unworthy, you’re not even good enough for me to šhìt in your mouth.
Try to be happy, if you can, because you will soon have to answer to my Uncle. It might not be directly, but from what he told me today, you will be getting “the message” soon.
P.S. Keep typing e-mails to me… You will soon have your hands cut off for it.
Unbelievable!! Now she’s threatening him with physical violence! And, if that wasn’t enough, a few minutes later, he received this third email of the day:
Here’s some constructive criticism for you…
The next time you try to give amateur advice (because you ARE an amateur), try not to. You know nothing (which is why you are unemployed) and you are an ignorant buffoon (which is why your lover left you).
Also, get in shape (your belly is getting fatter), get some hair implants (your hair is starting to thin faster now), do something about your skin problem (it is bad), see your doctor (because you are about to encounter a bad physical ailment), take a look around your house (something is missing) and try not to drink so much anymore (your liver is not well).
The joke is on you fool, because you didn’t think you were going to be told off or physically visited by people for doing it, but you will be the one who will suffer and “get back to you” what you tried to give.
No place in the world is unattainable… You cannot hide… You can’t even run… Live your life like a sitting duck now… because the hunt is on…
How unfortunate a life Stephanie leads that she must resort to bad language, insults, and threats of violence. I suppose it is ironic that, while she is a celebrity of sorts, having plastered her private parts across the pages of Playboy on multiple occasions, were the positions reversed, and a stranger were to send promises of physical harm and warnings of home invasion, the offender would find him or herself behind bars, or at least the subject of a court order.
The recipient of these emails has informed me that he has forwarded these violent threats to the local Police Department. I look forward to the response. What I do not look forward to is the possibility that Stephanie and her supposed Police Commissioner uncle will eventually harm someone, someone naive about Stephanie’s paranoia and violent tendencies. That is the primary reason I have so ardently published the entire correspondence between my hapless reader and herself.
Protect yourself. Bar the windows. Lock the doors. Miss November 1992 is on the hunt.
Ah, sorry Richard. Much as I enjoy your ramblings (and appreciate your support) I wouldn’t advocate anyone bar their windows or lock their doors. Stephanie is venomous, but I really can’t believe any of her threats.
And besides, if we start locking things up, well, then, the terrorists have won!
OMG, i can agree with you , i got in a email fighting match with stephanie adams. The girl has serious problems,very insecure,threaten,i can go on,she feels the need to put other’s down to make herself feel better about herself. lt’s so obvious, that she hates herself, if you’re content with yourself, you have no need to knock other people down. She hated the fact that over 40 different people told me that i look like sophia loren when she was young, i still hear it.
Stephanie makes me wanna puke!