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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask....
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2 ************************* INSTALLED: 31 OCT 85 **********************
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3 Welcome to BWMS (BackWater Message System) Mike Day System operator
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4 ************************************************************
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5 GENERAL DISCLAIMER: BWMS IS NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY INFORMATION
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6 PLACED ON THIS SYSTEM.
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7 BWMS was created as an electronic bill board. BWMS is a privately owned
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8 and operated system which is currently open for use by the general public.
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9 No restrictions are placed on the use of the system. As the system is
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10 privately owned, I retain the right to remove any and all messages which
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11 I may find offensive. Because of the limited size of the system, it will be
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12 periodically purged of messages. (only 629 lines of data can be saved)
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13 To leave a message, type 'ENTER' and use ctrl/C or break to get out of the
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14 ENTER mode. The message is automatically stored. If after entering the
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15 message you find you made a mistake, use the replace command to replace
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16 the line. To exit from the system, type 'OFF' then hang up.
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17 Type 'HELP' to see other commands that are available on the system.
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18 ****************************************************************
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19
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20 line 19 line 19 is not the top just for today - I'm just here to browse. ~
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21 Hah! Some neophite is priveledged to enter in at the top, while an experienced
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22 traveller such as myself just misses, and never having done it, regrets the
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23 near miss of immortality. And it's Halloween no less...
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24 ((((((((((((((((((*)))))))))))))))))
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25
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26 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
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27 The Bear froze for the slightest moment, mesmerized by the huge evil eye
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28 staring at him from the end of the tiny cave. His mind seemed to wander into
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29 an endless pool of evil, his mind swirled within him, and he began to lose his
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30 grip on the sword.
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31
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32 Suddenly, the eye pulled back, and where there had been a deep pool of green-
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33 colored evil, there was only the faint red glow of a huge grotto beyond. Bear
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34 could only see a bit of it, but it's enormity could be detected by the look of
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35 the wall on the other side. His forehead dripped with sweat, his nose was
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36 filled with the overpowering smell of not just sulphur, but the decadence of
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37 the purest evil along with it.
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38
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39 The mist slowly started to clear from his brain, and quickly! he shook his head.
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40 He stared around him, and realized that only a few seconds had past, although
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41 they had seemed like hours. He put his body into motion with all the power he
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42 could muster. Holding his sword in front of him, he crawled backwards through
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43 the tunnel, face down. His feet grabbed the stoney ground, his elbows pressed
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44 himself backward as quickly as his body could take him. His breath came in
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45 short, raspy gasps, his skin crawled with the anticipation of what was to come,
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46 and his brain whirled with plans of action. But there was none, except scurrying
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47 back through the darkness as quickly as he could.
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48
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49 Just as the walls began to widen, and he realized he could get up on all fours
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50 and turn around, it came. He could hear the drawn-in breath. He could see a
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51 brighter flickering of light from the entrance in front of him, the entrance he
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52 was so desparately trying to back away from. He had only seconds. He lay flat
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53 on the ground, sword held vertically in front of his head. He ground his face
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54 into the rock, and held his breath
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55 tightly. He held the jeweled handle of his sword against his head. And waited.
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56
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57 An eternal split second later, the fire from the mouth of the dragon of
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58 Fendarr rushed through the small tunnel. The flames danced through the cave,
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59 pushed through the small passageway by the force of the dragon's breath, and
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60 drawn by the hunger for air waiting
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61 at the end its journey.
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62
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63 The flames enveloped the Bear, and he screamed in desperate agony.
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64
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65 0000000000000000000000000000 THE BEAR 000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
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66 *%)_@#*%)_@#*%@)_#*^)_@#*^)_@#*@+#)*^@)_#&*^@_)*^!)_@*^@)_#*^_)*)_@#*^_)@#*^)_@*^_)@*^@_)^*@#$)_&*^@#)_*#_)^*@)_^*@
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67 And while ignoring cretins who hid their multiply disturbed personalities with unsigned UPPERCASE messages,
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68 L'homme turned to his companions at the inn and said:
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69 Piper: Thanks for the codes. The movie program is now working. I was having some problems with the character packing
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70 routine in my DRWABS(x,y) function that were stripping the wrong codes and turning them into 20H. They are fixed now
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71 and all I need to do is automate the MODE select for the 4107 and go to work getting some animation going. Thanks much
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72 for your help.
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73 Mikey: Better try for next Thursday at the PCS social. I will bring the old archive disks. Do you have any new archive
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74 disks that we need to bring $$$ for? Any Tandy 2000 COPYLINK sales? I won't even ask about adventure sales; too
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75 depressing.
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76 *%_)*)_*)_^*#)_*$^)_*@)_^*@)__^*@_)@ L'homme sans Parity %*_)*%@#_)*^_)*)_@#*%_)!%*)_@#*@)_*@)*()_@#(*)_&*_&%_)@&^^
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77
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78 A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A=8
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79
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80 "Snap out of it Trainor! We have come too far to let vindictiveness stop us
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81 now." Cragmore's voice was calm, yet it carried the feeling of tremendous
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82 emotion just under the surface.
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83 The worried looks of Emu and Bard told the rest of the tale. Trainor was
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84 still in an incensed state after realizing the lady zeb was the last link
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85 to the entity that had destroyed his planet. Feelings of total retribution
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86 filled his mind with macabre forms of revenge on the woman who now lay only
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87 a few meters away behind a door that Trainor could not enter.
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88 Cragmore looked away from Trainor, still struggling against the restraints
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89 that kept him immobile, to the others in the small chamber. "We must convince
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90 him of the futility in extracting revenge on zeb. It is imperative that he
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91 make the last step alone, but we are responsible for getting him to the point
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92 where he can make a rational decision about the situation."
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93 "I understand" Bard said nodding. "We could try reasoning with him, but I
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94 doubt that in his condition reason makes much sense."
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95 "Cragmore?" Emu's face flashed with insight. "Couldn't we use some form of
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96 psi link to reach Trainor's subconscious? I know a little about psi and I
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97 think by cutting through the emotional conscious layers of his mind we could
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98 give much more convincing arguments against killing zeb."
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99 "Yes...Yes! We must try, and there is no time to waste. Quickly, form the
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100 semi-circle. Trainor will occupy the last quadrant of the curve. Now
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101 concentrate on reaching Trainor. His body lays in bed but his mind is free
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102 to come unto us. Concentrate. Concentrate!"
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103
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104 Once again, although no one in the room would notice it, a glow arose from
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105 the assemblage of men, seated on the floor, forming three quarters of a
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106 psi-circle. The last and most important part of the circle was still
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107 physically tied to the bed, but the slower breathing and calm look revealed
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108 that the attempt was having some effect. Absolute silence washed over the
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109 room. The human mind speaks far louder than the human mouth will ever be
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110 able to.
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111
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112 A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= CRAGMORE A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A= A=8
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113
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114 A special announcement for all computer users. Remember the Snoopy and Playmate
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115 computer prinouts that graced college dorm rooms of freshman computer science
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116 students? Now there is Mad's mascot. In its October "special computer" issue,
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117 Mad magazine printed a 150-line BASIC program that can place the image of
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118 Alfred E. Neuman on any graphics-equipped computer screen.
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119 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++M+++++++++++
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120 Does that includ Commodores.
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121 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\THE DESTROYER\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\14
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122 James felt like somebody had just let the air out of him. He was silent for a long time. Finally He spoke. "That's
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123 a crock."
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124 "There's no choice. You must do it."
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125 "You seem awfully anxious to go to your final reward."
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126 Tariya's face was open, full of fear. "There will be no final reward. Under these circumstances my conciousness
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127 will simply dissipate as the sphere winks out of existance."
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128 James sighed. "I should have known. It almost happened to me, once. That's probably why soulpower is so forbidden
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129 to use. It's a very simple choice."
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130 She was close to tears again. "Please. You're the Destroyer. There must be a dozen, no, a hundred ways you could do
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131 it. Quickly. Painlessly. It shouldn't bother you. You've done it before."
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132 He had turned away, staring into the wall. "Yes. I have, haven't I?" His mind was spinning in tight little circles,
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133 endlessly going over his options and finding the same results.
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134 "It... it WAS my fault. It's only right-"
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135 "You're trying to justify murder. Tell me," James whipped around suddenly with something in his hand. "is THIS what
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136 you really want?"
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137 In his hand was a sword. His weapon, and the main focus of his destructive powers. It had no scabbard, nor did it
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138 need one, as it only existed at his command. The blade was twenty inches long, single edged, and curved like a samurai
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139 sword. Sparks of blue fire raced along its edge.
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140 Tariya knew all about the sword, of course. It was an integral part of the legend of the Destroyer. Still, she was
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141 mesmerized by the sight. Her eyes locked on the tip, following its every slight movement, like a bird paralyzed by a
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142 cobra that was about to strike. With an effort she broke the spell and locked eyes with James. "It's not what I want,
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143 but it has to be done. If you cannot do it, then give me the blade."
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144 "Sure." He said. He held it up to her, by the grip. her hand closed around the wooden grip, and his hand closed on
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145 hers, cold as ice and sweating. They held each other's eyes and for a second seemed to share... something. Then he let
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146 go.
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147 As soon as his skin broke contact with the sword, it dissappeared. Tariya stared down at her empty hand.
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148 "As soon as I let go of it, it goes back where it came from." he said. "I can't lose it or have it used against me
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149 that way."
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150 She was still looking a her hand. Finally she looked up and said, "Then you must do it."
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151 They both heard a hollow groan, sounding like a rotten building that was about to collapse. The size of the sphere
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152 shrank perceptably. It wouldn't be long.
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153 She watched as the animation drained out of his face. His voice was just as flat as his expression. "I guess I have
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154 no choice."
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155 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\THE DESTROYER\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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156
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157 |_|^|_||_|^|_||_|^|_||_|^|_||_|^|_||_|^|_||_|^|_||_|^|_||_|^|_||_|^|_|
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158 _____________________JD 2446370.8829__________________________________
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159 ++++++++++++++justpassin'through+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milch ++++
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160
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161
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162
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163 exit
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164
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165
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166 break
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167 (((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))((( just lookin' around )))(((*)))((( Ripple )))
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168 ppppppppppppppppppppppassin' by, me too, justppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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169 *************************THE*COSBY*KID************************************
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170
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171 WHAT TO DO WHEN YOUR PET DIES
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172 When you find your dog on the front porch stiff, the first thing you
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173 do is kick it
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174
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175 to be shure it's dead but sense you've done this so many times you kick it
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176 again, harder this time. From the blow it just recived it rolls off the
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177 porch and into the flower bed. You hear no wimpering nor thrashing, now you
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178 are pretty shure that the dog is dead, but just to be shure you get a milk
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179 bone and throw it to the spot where the dog lies; the flower bed is still
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180 silent, there are no chomping or scoffing sounds heard when the dog usualy
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181 inhales a milk bone. Now you have to keep away the kids so that they don't
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182 see the dog with a milk bone resting on it. For they to know how much the
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183 dog loves milk bones. While the kids are harrasing someone else you put the
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184 dog in the wash machine to get it all cleaned up, but don't put it on the
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185 spin cycle because you might spin some pretty bad stuff out of it. Take this
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186 clean dead dog to your local taxidedrmist and have the dog stuffed in a
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187 sleeping position. Take this clean dead stuffed dog home and put it into the
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188 corner. When the kids come by tell them; "The dog is very sick so leave it
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189 alone." Now you have sucessfully avoided telling your kids about the death
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190 of their favorit canine. You still have to keep their attention away from
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191 the dog by getting another pet like a cute kitten, rat, snake, eel, black-
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192 widow, ect. You will never have to tell them about another pet death again
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193 it also works good for relatives.
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194 **************************************************************************
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195
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196
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197 ----------------------------------------
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198 ROCK AGAINST RELIGION
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199
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200 Absolutely dishusting. Plebian attempts at humor merely demonstrate the
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201 inability of the writer to captivate a thought and transfer it to the
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202 written word. Sometimes things are better left unsaid. Sometimes writers
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203 are better left decapitated.
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204 ---------------------------------------
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205 ROCKER AGAINST RELIGION
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206 ^C
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207 ---just wond-ring..... isn't it that rock is just another form of religion???
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208 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
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209 The searing fire rushed through the cave, swirling over and around the Bear.
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210 All he could do was grit his teeth in pain, trying to be careful not to breath
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211 in the flames. The smell of his scorched hair filled his nostrils, his skin
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212 sizzled with the heat, searing him with the greatest pain he had ever felt.
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213
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214 But still, he kept the sword held vertically in front of him. His hands first
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215 reddened, and then blackened as they confronted the force of the blast.
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216
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217 He felt like he had roasted eternally. He felt like he had tasted Hell, and it
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218 had consumed him and given him pain that could not be endured for one more
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219 second, much less an eternity. He pressed his face into the ground as hard as
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220 he could, his eyes closed, his teeth clenched, his entire body wreathed in
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221 agony. His sword glowed. His hands shook while he held it, but still it stood,
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222 turning a pale red as the flames whirled around it.
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223
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224 And it was over. The flames stopped, but the sounds of its destruction filled
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225 the air. The Bear's skin sizzled, his body smoked, saliva dripped from the
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226 trembling mouth. The stench of burned flesh attacked the air around him.
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227 The Bear slowly raised his head, eyes squinting at first, but gradually opening
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228 to make out his surroundings. The sword still glowed above him, even redder
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229 than before. And Bear knew it was that which had saved his life, for the sword
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230 had gathered as much heat as it could stand, taking away enough to save Bear's
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231 life.
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232
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233 And as he looked up, he saw down the tunnel, farther away now, but with enough
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234 size and glow to impact his brain with a force like magic, was the eye. The
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235 dragon was once again gazing into the cave. And it saw Bear, still alive.
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236
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237 And it glowed red around the green, and the eye seemed to spit fire.
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238
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239 Bear's muscles groaned and his skin crackled as he urged himself to stand. A
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240 roar came from the grotto in front of him, and the eye again disappeared,
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241 quickly. And Bear knew the flames would come once again as he turned and ran.
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242
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243 0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000THE BEAR00000000000000000000000
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244 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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245 _______________________JD 2446371.7986__________________________________
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247 Have you ever wondered why just about everyone says "hello?" when they
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248 answer the phone? Well, I have. And I'm intent on putting a stop to it.
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249 We humans should be able to muster a bit more creative inginuity and
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250 form some snappy welcome to the friend or wrong-number dialer on the other
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251 end of the fiber optics. We have the wit, so let's use it.
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252
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253 I personnaly say something like:
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254
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255 "Earth..."
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256 or
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257 "Emergency red-line..."
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258 or pose the question
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259 "Lemon curry?"
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260
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261 So let's have some suggestions on how to answer your next phone call.
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262 Live'n those lines!!
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263
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264 PEN NAME
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265 ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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266 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*Guru of Bliss*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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267 Yup. Whoever said it above. Whenever an 'anti-religeon' posture is taken
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268 that isn't an anti religeon; its just another one Religeons become anti-religeon
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269 s over time when they go sour and pervert. But even then thair not realy
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270 effective anti OTHER religeons. Rather they become the anti-religeon of
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271 themselves!
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272 This is sometimes refered to as entropy...
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273 *=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*
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274 ch /thair/their/;/religeon/religion/;/refered/referred/;/realy/really/ PLEASE!
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275
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276 #$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#
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277 Whenever I answer the phone, I always say, "Hello, Bert's Taco Palace"
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278 See if you can figure where I got that one from...
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279 #$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#JD#SILVERMAN#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#$#
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280 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
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281 How about, "Suzy's Sexy Sauna, Suzy speaking" or "Hilltop Asylum, the inmates
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282 are doing quite nicely this morning, which of them would you rather converse
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283 with?"
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284 &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
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285 _________________________________________________________________________
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286 How about, "Nobody's home but you will have to check with who where"
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287 _________________________________________________________________________
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288 ...................................
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289 My My, you take rock so seriously, could it be, nah, you would not make that into your religion, would you?
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290 ...................................
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291 *************************************************************************
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292 Dead dog? How awful. Absolutely tacky. But it was written as well as
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293 most of the stuff on Backwater. What can you do with dead babies?
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294
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295 The Instigator
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296 *************************************************************************
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297
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298 ttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt
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299
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city morgue... you stab 'em... we slab em...
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300 ttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt
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301
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302 SageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSage
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303 "A pen with pigment! In the stead of ink? What an idea," Exclaimed the
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304 Sage. Obviously the idea excited the Sage who was quite tired of dipping
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305 his pens in ink every few words.
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306 "Yes, and it only cost three or four marks," Said the Stationaire, in
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307 his brisk accent. Eyes peering out of thick glasses, and fingers nimbly
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308 twisting the pens in his fingers.
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309 "You are trying to raise the price," Remarked the Sage wisely, almost
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310 happily. A smile crinkled his eyes, and his fingers deftly picked up six
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311 pens in succession. Dropping a mark after each one.
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312 "No, it simply costs three marks, no less," Said the Stationaire in
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313 good form as a miser. No smile crinkled his eyes, greed squinted his eyes.
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314 "Oh," Said the Sage. Ashamed of having changed this deal from one
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315 between friends and colleagues, into one between banker and widow. His
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316 eyes met the floor and his monies dropped onto the table.
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317
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318 "Yes, this is the profit," Stationaire was pleased with this.
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319 "A profit, eh? A profit," Sage was disappointed at only receiving a
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320 trio of pens, and at seeing the greed of a friend.
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321 The pens certainly did expedite work on the play, and by that winter,
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322 nearly enough money to buy the other pens had accumulated. The scene
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323 between the two colleagues that winter was nearly as pathetic as the one
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324 described here.
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325
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326 SageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSageSage
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327
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328 hello
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329 reme
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330
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331
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332
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333 exit
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334
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335 HELLO
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336 FILGAR
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337 ILGAR
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338 HELLO
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339 ::::::::::::::::O O::::::::11/2/85::::::::::::::13:56::::::::O O:::::::::::::::
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340 Cistop: I got the CL+ demo disk yesterday. That's a Really slick piece of work!
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341 And it's all done with scripts?! Most impressive.
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342 However (there's always a 'but') you've been reading BackWater too much.
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343 The abbreviation for "et cetera" is 'etc.', not 'ect'. You made that
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344 mistake on the Features screen. Things like that really turn some
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345 people off. ('if he doesn't worry about the spelling, how much did he
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346 worry about the debugging...?') Otherwise it's impressive.
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347 I wonder if they'd let you upload it to CompuServe?
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348 ::::::::::::::O O:::::::::::::voyeur::::::::::::O OOOOOO::::::::::::::::::::::::
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349 -/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/--/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/
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350 Just a simple "May I help you?" lead people to believe
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351 you have some sort of official function. After that, you
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352 can assess the situation and tell the story of your choice.
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353 -/-/-/-/-/-
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354 Or:
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355 "This had durn well better be a good one!" Just to make
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356 the caller think of the story.
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357 -/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/
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358 _>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_
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359 NEOHAMA
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360 _>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_
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361 The other side of humor from...
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362 Writers WS with Leah.
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363 A sinicle suicide.
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364
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365 This gun feels so great against the poalm of my hand... I can
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366 feel the smooth pearl even if it is heavy. And the long
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367 sleek barrel. The weight of it is tolerable... and the shiny tri
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368 CLICK BANG.............................................
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369
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370
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371 ---------------------------------
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372 NEOHAMA
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373 _>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>
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374 Neohama... you made me laugh. good one.
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375
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376 How about: "Joe's Pool Hall. Who in the hall do you want?"
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377 OR
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378 "Heaven. God speaking!"
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379
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380 or just answer it panting hard and say
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381 "WHAT?"
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382
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383 or the best one is, if it's late at night or you answer it sleepy and the othe
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384 r person asks "Oh, did I wake you up?"
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385 Say "No, I was asleep anyway."
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386
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387 Nine times out of ten the caller will say "Oh, that's good," assuming that
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388 you answered the way he/she expected you to.
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389
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390 They'd feel different if the show were on the other boot, but it's no skin off
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391 their shirt.
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392
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393 +++
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394 Whoever thought the phone answerer question up did a good job... this is
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395 the first real good chit chat Backwater has had in a long time!
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396 -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+
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397 Bah! enter only... *shoe* were on the other boot. That really fries my
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398 griddles.
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399 +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+plusminusplusminusplusminus+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-
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400 ttttttt ttt tt t neohama... i will see you some time... t tt ttt tttttt
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401
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402 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
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403 After what seemed to be only several hours later, I woke up. My head
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404 behaved itself instead of hurting as it should ha after seventeen rounds of
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405 that ethanol-enriched drink, which surprised me.
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406 I looked at my watch, stared at the date. Two days after our little party.
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407 I scanned the room, found what I knew must be there. A note from the Doctor
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408 and Milchar. I opened it up and read:
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409 'Dear Bert,
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410 Milch left on some sort of errand he had to finish, and I was called back
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411 to Gallifrey on business. I'm sorry we can't be around when you wake up, but
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412 I'm sure you won't mind. Oh, yes, a friend of yours showed up yesterday.
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413 You'll find him in the commons room.
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414 the Doctor'
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415 I got up and dressed, then made my way quickly down to the commons room. A
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416 familiar face looked up from his hot breakfast and smiled at me.
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417 %%%%%%% rebalsa %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% 11/02/85
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418 (((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))(((*)))((( Ripple )))
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419 _______________________________JD 2446373.0181_________________________
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420 [*=*] unknown /B/ dorun/ /F/ /Rubicon/ [*=*]
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421 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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422 [*=*] unknown (B) orun (I) MC68000EMP Rubicon(F)[*=*]
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423 ppppppppppppppppassin' by on Sunday AMpppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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424 |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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425 Ok, let's get something straight. Murphy was an optimist. But, he was
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426 not as far seeing as many people would have you believe. Murphy dictated
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427 a set of "laws", but, he did not include anything about the panorama of
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428 inevitable happenings.
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429 In other words, Murphy did not include any secondary considerations.
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430 That is, Laws that the Laws follow.
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431 Of course, there is a reason he did not include any such. And that
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432 is that these considerations change for each person. Like a thump-print,
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433 everyone has there own, no two alike.
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434
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435 Mine own, include the following:
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436
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437 1: When I go to the Supermarket, my shoes inevitably come untied.
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438 But, always my left Converse High-Top, never my right.
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439 2: Furthermore, I always pick the shopping-cart with only the LEFT
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440 side wheels messed-up. Always only the left.
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441
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442 There are others, but why go into that here? I have two qeustions:
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443 Firstly; What is this left-affliction? Does it have something to do
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444 with my brain? (As in Monte Python's Grundy, "MY BRAIN HURTS!") Or is
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445 it something more unique, perhaps even of Cosmic Reletivity?
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446
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447 Secondly; Does anyone else experiance such occurances? Surely there are
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448 some, surely I am not alone in this!?!
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449
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450 Well, in any case, it's something to think about...
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451
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452 PEN NAME
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453 ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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454 No! No one better do it. Please no murphy's law files uploaded to backwater.
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455 We have all seen it too many times. We have all laughed in the past at its
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456 anonymous wit. We have all gone on to bigger and better humor. Some of us
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457 even laugh at Alan Thicke.
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458 French Toast
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459
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460 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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461 How about Finangle's law: The perversity of the universe tends toward a
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462 maximum. Also applicable to exam questions, time schedules, and the 'shortest'
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463 route between two points in a modern city.
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464 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milch ++++++++++ 3 Nov 85, 2:24pm +++++++++++++++
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465 " a chicken is an egg's way of making another egg"
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466 --------------------------------------------------------------------------
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467 Bbbrrring, bbbrrring, click. "Satan speaking, who in hell do you want?"
|
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468 --------------------------------- S.D.--------------------------------------
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469 Well, everyone, I'm back. I've been in the hospital for some time, and I've
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470 learned a great deal about the way I was, and all te terrible things that I
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471 have done to so many innocent young children. I know what all of you thougt
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472 of me from the messages that were left for me, and I can only hope that you
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||
473 can find it in your hearts to forgive me. I no longer have those terrible
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474 desires, they shocked that out of me at the hospita and I am cured. I am no
|
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475 longer a threat to society. Will you please give meanother chance to be your
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476 friend? I promise I will never ask any of you to le me baby sit for your
|
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477 children again, as I know you may not trust me at first. Is there anyone ou
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478 t there that will still speak to me? Remorsefully, FRANK
|
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479 **********************************************************************
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480 L'homme: No archives as of this date, haven't had the time to convert them
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481 to MSDOS yet. Only one Tandy 2000 sold. About $40 worth of Adventure disks
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482 sold. Hey, it's better then nothing at all.
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483
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484 Voyeur: Actually, it is on Compuserve, it is in the products/fixes download
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485 library of the IBM proSIG section. I don't feel all that bad about the ect
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486 thing, it was proof read by a literary major who teaches creative writing and
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487 english. If that is all you can find wrong, I feel pretty good about it.
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488 P.S. it looks even better in color!
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489 ******************************* CISTOP MIKEY *********************************
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490
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491 I LOOK AT THE PHYSICAL forces of the universe and understand that this is
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492 the word of god, gods laws and gods word, is not the evolutionary forces
|
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493 on this planet of earth, gods law also; increasing complexity and
|
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494 conscious awareness, that is evolution of intelligence, I realise that
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495 we must know all about the innerworkings of the human mind, just like
|
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496 you know the operating system to a computer, and its the innerworkins of
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||
497 a microprocessor chip. What and why are some people not aware of thier
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498 own emotions, state of mind, thier reasoning ability, imagination,
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499 fantasy, dreams,limitations of senses in the physical world, some
|
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500 people do not have a vocabulary or awarness to describe thier base
|
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501 feelings, where has this culture failed in such a great and grand
|
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502 economy and such great opportunity to develop? My life span is but a
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||
503 drop in the ocean, a microsecond in the process of evolutionary time,
|
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504 what kind of intellence will appear next on this earth during
|
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505 mellenia? Please god i appeal to you, dont let me fall, but continue
|
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506 onwards in developing my awareness of the abilities of others and
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507 myself and guard me from those who will try to steer me off the
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508 path into ignorance and destruction......The Mind.
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509
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510 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.EmuLurk.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
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||
511 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
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512 Milch: It's late Sunday night, and I've yet to receive anything from
|
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513 the Honeywell. Maybe tomorrow...
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514 L'Homme: You can have your notebook back, as I won't be needing it
|
||
515 anymore. I don't like admitting defeat, but that class will have to
|
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516 wait until next fall. I also have those Intel disks still. When's
|
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517 the big MOVIE demonstration?
|
||
518 <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>...!psu-cs!nelsons<><><><><><>
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519 Hmmmm.... Frank, your spelling has definitely gone downhill since your
|
||
520 last appearance here.
|
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521
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522 Pen Name: Some of us lefties might take offense at your unprovoked attacks
|
||
523 of the concept of leftness
|
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524 +_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_
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525
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526 \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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527 ppppppppppppppppppprowlin' in the early am pppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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||
528 hey murphy: what do you call that stupid plastic thing at the end of shoelac
|
||
529 frank: ever consider that you lean to the left? In more ways than one?
|
||
530 Perhaps when you walk you slide more weight
|
||
531 toward the left foot. So when you push a cart you also mash it down left-
|
||
532 ways a bit. Maybe you should see a chiropracter.
|
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533
|
||
534 Or change your politics...
|
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535
|
||
536 :;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:
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537 Wait... was that Frank who asked that? Wait, let me check.
|
||
538
|
||
539 No dammit. it was Pen name. Acch! this is too much to read. Anyway, sorry
|
||
540 to have mistaken you for a child molester Pen Name. Speaking of which, any
|
||
541 one who molests a child oughta be shot, not placed in a hospital for treat-
|
||
542 ment. There is nothing, absolutely nothing in this world lower. So Frank,
|
||
543 go slide back under the slug you crawled out from under...
|
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544
|
||
545 :;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;
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546
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547 -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+------+++--+-+-+-++++-+-+-++-+---------++++-----
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||
548
|
||
549 I LOVE MY WIFE!
|
||
550
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551
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552
|
||
553 ...AND WE'VE BEEN MARRIED FOR ALMOST NINE YEARS! AHHH, BLISS.
|
||
554 HARD WORK, BUT BLISS AT THE END OF THE RAINBOW>>>>>>>>
|
||
555
|
||
556
|
||
557 +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+
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558 ma 105
|
||
559 Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
|
||
560 If that was the real FRANK then PAM is a white witch and Mohammad
|
||
561 Wassir is a cop! How on earth could you people be so easily fooled by this
|
||
562 poor attempt at imitating Frank's tendancies. A few clues to watch for next
|
||
563 time this new FRANK dares appear. First of all, Frank's messages were all
|
||
564 64 columns or less, being related to the brand of computer he used. All of
|
||
565 Frank's messages were first typed in on a word processor and then uploaded
|
||
566 to Backwater. I do not recall when Frank ever made a typo or spelling error
|
||
567 that wasn't related to a problem with his upload. Secondly, Frank's feelings
|
||
568 were firmly engrained into his psyche. It would take much more than electro-
|
||
569 shock treatment to dissolve these tendancies in Frank. Someone has been
|
||
570 watching 'Cuckoo's Nest' again. Electro-shock treatment is not used on
|
||
571 child molesters unless they show other forms of neurotic behavior directly
|
||
572 connected with the center in the brain that shock therapy moderates. Thirdly,
|
||
573 why should the real Frank come begging back to this place? A place where he
|
||
574 was threatened with physical violence and torture is not the first place a
|
||
575 'recovered' patient would return to. Seeing the lack of temperance on this
|
||
576 system would certainly steer Frank far away towards calmer more mature
|
||
577 waters. Be assured that Frank is still Frank, and FRANK is nothing but a
|
||
578 cheap fraud, hardly worth the millivolts used to enter his dispicable
|
||
579 missive.
|
||
580
|
||
581 F.Y.I.
|
||
582
|
||
583 ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff
|
||
584
|
||
585 ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?/
|
||
586 Am I the only one who remembers who Frank really was? A construct of one of
|
||
587 Backwaters better writers from days long past.
|
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588 MC6809EMP! /dorun/
|
||
589 ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?/
|
||
590 |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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591
|
||
Lefties: No, I have nothing against you, I consider the whole affair
|
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592
|
||
a personal problem, like acne, jock itch and takeing Hugo Gernsback's name in
|
||
593
|
||
vain.
|
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594
|
||
(Ever notice how seeking knowledge is much easier than
|
||
595
|
||
keeping it?) PEN NAME
|
||
596
|
||
||||||||||||||||||||||||||have to do something about that margin next time!||
|
||
597 I
|
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598
|
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599 Like all abnormal people, lefties have tendencies toward the unusual.
|
||
600 It is a known fact that most rapists are either left-handed or would
|
||
601 have had a tendency toward it if their mother's hadn't steered them
|
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602 otherwise. It's also well known that left-handedness is a sure sign of
|
||
603 self-love and inflated pride.
|
||
604
|
||
605 Frank was probably left-handed.
|
||
606
|
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607 !"#$$%%&''()00!!"!""#$$$%$%&''()0)0!""##$$$%$%%%&&''(()00!""""##$$%%%&%&&'''
|
||
608 :-< To the above: WHY DON'T YOU SHUT THE **** UP?! >-:
|
||
609 `,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`
|
||
610 Left handed people are just the same as you and I, they just write
|
||
611 with their left hand. They don't have the definite split of right brain and
|
||
612 left brain but the emotional responces are just the same as what people would
|
||
613 call Normal. Wasn't a extra y chromozone connected with all of the murderers?
|
||
614 Now, what about people who can either write with their left hand or
|
||
615 their right hand because to them there is no difference, what about them? are
|
||
616 you going to call them half-murderers? But the problem there is that they are
|
||
617 also right handed, although people have two seperate brains in their heads you
|
||
618 can't call half of a person a murderer without insulting the other half.
|
||
619 Just a thought: Research has shown that babies that prefer to lie
|
||
620 on their right side will turn out being left handed and the other way around.
|
||
621 Babies haven't been around long enough for outside influences to govern which
|
||
622 side they like to sleep on. So if a babie ends up being left handed would you
|
||
623 say it was inherited from the parents? And what if this same babie turns out
|
||
624 to be an axe killer in a subway, will you say it was inherited?
|
||
625 `,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`,`Mark
|
||
626
|
||
627 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
|
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628 Could somebody explain who Frank wqas? -Tanya
|
||
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