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1 If you are in need of help, you need but ask...
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2 ************************* INSTALLED: 14 MAY 86 ***********************
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3 Welcome to BWMS (BackWater Message System) Mike Day System operator
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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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13 To leave a message, type 'ENTER' and use ctrl/C or break to get out of 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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20 @#$@$#%#$%#%$^%$%^$&^^&%^&%&^*^&*(^*(&*(&()&(^*%^&*%^&$^$%^#%$^%#$%#@%43
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21
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22 Well, guess what!!!!!!
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24 AT THE TOP!!!!!!!!
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26 #@$!$@#!$!@#$@!%#$^%@#$^$#%^$%#^#% TANK @#$%@#^%$%#^#$&^$#&$&#%^&#$^#$^54
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27 [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] DELTA FIVE [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*=*]
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28 Somewhere in Nicaragua. Friday 00:45
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29 Bluefields lies on an inlet of the Caribbean sea, the white sand beaches sheltered from the tropical storms that ravage
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30 Central America in the spring. It is swampy, and hot-even at midnight.
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31 Hidden under a camouflage net, strung from teak and Balsa trees, a small group om men were chattering casually in
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32 Spanish-the occasional silence punctuated by the slapping of hands on faces and arms-already covered with small
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33 blotches of red. Mosquito Bay.
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34 The red star on the vertical stabelizer accented the silver fuselage of the Soviet cargo plane, against a backdrop
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35 of earthy browns and greens. It squatted at the end of the landing strip; cargo doors open; hungrily awaiting its load.
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36 Three men and a woman stood nearby, speaking in Russian; smoking American cigarettes. Waiting...
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37 "El trucca sera aqui en horas kinsey, si?" The uniformed Nicaraguan could just understand the Soviets crude Spanish-
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38 irritated that he did not speak in English. "Si, truck here in 15 hours" And they waited....
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39
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40 A light rain was falling over the Pacific northwest, and at ten thousand feet, rime ice was collecting on the leading
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41 edges of the wings. Net agent Parity turned the controls over to the rogue agent known as Delta Five, and did some
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42 quick calculations on the flight computer. "We have an abundance of fuel. What we do not have is time. Lets get above
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43 it." Wordlessly, Delta eased back on the yoke as he touched up the prop pitch and elevator trim.The red and white
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44 Dakota climbed slowly above the clouds.
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45 Parity switched the Nav-Com to one VOR, then another. More calculations were made. As he started to speak, Leo poked
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46 his head into the flight deck, handing cans of cold Bud to the pilots.
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47 Delta Five roared in approval;"Hey-you thought of everything!!" The tension was lessened. The six men relaxed. George
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48 and Lou had been sacked out for a few minutes; Parity called them forward. "Gentlemen. Flying time is about 14 hours.
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49 Given the winds aloft, we may trim an hour off that. Maybe. We'll be at ten thousand-not high enough to require oxygen"
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50 Delta cut in-"Only Bud for the pilot..."
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51 The flight was uneventful. Almost boring. George and Lou were still awake, and they were playing Poker. Bullets
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52 for chips. Parity was studying maps and weather reports, and handling the ComLink. The auto pilot was engaged, and
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53 there was little for the pilot to do. His mind wandered, thoughts drifting back...to another time...so long ago.
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54 He was with Marie. And Tommy. A picnic in the Maryland countryside. Marie, his wife. The afternoon was warm, they were
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55 beside a small lake;Tommy trying out the new fishing rod his father had brought home from his last mission. Three
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56 CIA agents lurked in the background. Watching. Protecting. All was peaceful...
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57 "Dad. DAD. Help..." In a second the big man was on his feet, yelling at Marie. Then the explosions. Deafening, ear
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58 shattering. On and on, and Marie was dead. Tommy was dead. "God, why didn't they kill me too?" The CIA men were gone.
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59 The crying, the despair, the liars at Langley. The needles. The escape. The hunt. From Virginia to a Chinese restaurant
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60 in Oklahoma to a pizza parlor in Mt. Shasta. The yellow Jaguar. Two men killed in a Seattle hotel. His old friend
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61 Wassir in South America. Phoenix, the Lear jet, a small island in the Pacific with the general, and finally Alaska.
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62 And now he was closing in. To find McKane. To kill him... And he waited...
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63
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64 Washington DC Saturday. 14:45
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65 The presidents apartment is on the second and third floors; luxiouriously appointed in a curious mixture of the
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66 old and the new. It was a place of solace, of escape, for the man whose desk was in the oval office. But today-on a
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67 Saturday afternoon, it was his prison. They sat at a small conference table, off the master bedroom. Of the 132 rooms
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68 in the White House, this was where the president went to be alone. Today he was not. Across from him sat the Secretary
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69 of Defense, and a Brigadier General of the U.S. Army. On the table was a yellow telephone, pads and pencils, and a
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70 large aluminum attache case. The lid was open. A yellow light glowed steadily. DEFCON 1. They waited...
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71 "Ed, do you really think we did the right thing?" The secretary looked up at the president. "If anyone can pull
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72 it off, these six men can"
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73 A soft beep; the General lifted the handset, listened, and replaced it. "They're entering Nicaraguan airspace..."
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74 Managua. Saturday. 13:45
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75 Managua center Whiskey Echo niner four reporting leaving Vera Cruz at seven. Request PRC and clearance"
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76 "Niner four, we have PRC. Welcome to Managua. Turn right to 165, you are 25 miles out, report at 15.."
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77 "Roger Manag.. enr.. Ma.g uh...yday ..Mayda.. ..ner four.. ing down..."
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78 Leo worked the frayed cord back and forth as Delta spoke into the microphone.
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79 "Niner four, are you declaring an emergency?" silence...
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80 "NOW!" The cargo door was pulled open, and as the lumbering DC-3 approached stall speed, three small wooden crates
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81 and the chunks of wreckage were thrown out. They exploded in a fireball of orange that sent clouds of acrid black
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82 smoke into the afternoon sky. Leveling off at treetop level, the pilot turned right, and headed for Bluefields...
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83 The hatch was secured, and the team of men gathered at the flight deck door for last minute instructions. Parity
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84 spoke;"We'll be setting down in about 50 minutes. Just before we stop rolling, get the planks out, and under the
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85 wheels, or we may not be able to get out.Then the nets-do the best you can. Use branches, leaves, whatever. Now-every
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86 one got their equipment checked?"
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87 And again, they waited...
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88 "How do you feel, Eric?"
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89 "Huh?"
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90 "Your'e about to destroy the man who killed your family... What then?"
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91 Delta Five looked at agent parity for a long moment, and replied "Here we go" He was not known for raising his voice,
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92 but this time he veritably screamed-"Hang on, we're goin' in"
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93 A tight right turn, the starboard wing dropping sharply, and the big Dakota flared back, and plopped onto the ground
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94 braking sharply, as five commandos threw out the heavy planks and dived after them, onto the grass. Parity-radio in
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95 hand trotted alongside the slowly rolling craft.."Goose it", he yelled into the radio. He was answered with a mighy
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96 roar from the big radial engines, and the DC-3 rolled onto the wooden beams, the n coughed to a stop. they were in.
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97
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98 Delta leaped out the cargo door, holding a parabolic microphone in his hand. He scanned the area, and announced softly
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99 "We're alone" The camouflage nets were quickly draped over the big plane, and the team crawled under the port wing
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100 for a quick rest. Parity was scanning NET frequencies on the COMM-LINK. "Nothing. No one even knows we're here"
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101 A sigh of relief, a few more minutes rest, and they were off.
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102 They fought their way through some of the densese jungle on planet Earth, Delta Five taking the lead. He knew the
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103 jungle. It was his friend. Mosquitos were everywhere, biting exposed arms and faces. They were ignored. Vines tuggd
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104 at feet. They were kicked away or slashed with machetes. Tempers flared in the opressive heat, but trained minds were
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105 controlled. Delta raised his hand. They froze. A Fer de Lance slithered along the ground in front of them. Then on
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106 again, thorns ripping at their arms; strange shriekink birds protesting their presence. And the relentless mosquitos.
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107 Again they froze at the signal from Delta. His hand stayed up, fingers motioning them forward, slowly... Then the
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108 finger pointed ahead and to the right. They all knew. The truck. They could hear the laboring engine a hundred yards
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109 or so, around a curve in the rutted dirt road. "Lets GO!". They crashed through the last few yards of ferns and vines
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110 to the road.Parity, Delta, and Lou dashed across to the other side, and dived into the dense foilage. Fellows, George
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111 and Leo sprinted up the road, and rolled under a clump of bushes. The truck approached... One shot from Leo's M-16
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112 took out the driver, and before anyone could react, Delta was on the running board, and pumped one round from his
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113 Walther into the guards head. Parity dove thru the window and took control of the rolling six-by, braking sharply.
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114 A curious face arreared fron behind the canvas back-quickly followed by empty hands, as he was four automatic weapons
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115 pointed at his face. Leo barked orders in stacatto Spanish, and a dozen Nicaraguans piled out, hands high in the air.
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116 "Alto. Attencion. Aqui, andele andele, "pointing to a small clearing at the edge of the narrow road. "Get their guns
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117 look for a radio. Get their jackets. MOVE!"
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118 Fellows looked at the others;"What do we do with them?" George Kellerman stepped forward and answered the question.
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119
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120 Fellows felt sick. He showed it. Delta Five felt sick. He didn't show it. "Let's go. Get the rest of those jackets.
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121 Check out the truck, we're moving out" Thirty seconds later they did.
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122
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123 the impact of what they had just done-of what they were about to do- overcame all other emotions. they were a team.
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124 a well oiled machine with a mission
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125
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126 Delta Five was in the passenger seat, Parity was driving, the others in the back, yelling above the rush of the wind
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127 as the six-by skidded along the rough road. Ther had donned the jackets of the slain Sandinistas, and again, checked
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128 their weapons. A few minutes later, the truck rolled to a stop alongside the Soviet aircraft. Six men leaped out, the
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129 Nicaraguan guards were cut down before they realized what was happening. The four Russians were reaching for their
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130 weapons, but were too late. Leo had an M-16 pointed at them. The weapons were dropped to the ground. Parity yelled at
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131 Lou" hey-look at this! Uzis! The damned Ruskies were carrying Uzis. Anyone got a camera?"
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132 A hidden smile, a flash of light. "Yup"
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133 The pressure was off, the men at ease. Lax. Laughing, cheering. Lax. "WHOA" "Lets get some guards posted, and get
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134 those crates on board" Parity was yelling as he listened to the voice from the portable radio. "We got company coming"
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135 Within minutes, the heavy crates were aboard the aircraft. "What do we do with the Russians?", asked Fellows?
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136 Delta replied;"We take them to Disneyland. They're defecting; right Ivan?"
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137 The furious Russians, hatred on their faces could only acquiesce; they clamored aboard, as the plane started to roll.
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138 Delta Five had many years flying experience, and with Fellows help figured out the controls. The soviet jet raced
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139 along the hard earth toward the free world...Ahead, they all saw it-the winking orange lights of automatic weapons
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140 firing at them. George and Lou were returning fire from the open cargo doors as the jet streaked past the jungle
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141 fighters. George screamed at them, questioning their ancestry as he emptied a clip in their midst. Leo cheered- "You
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142 got em, Ge---" and as he looked at Lou, fell silently out the door as the Earth dropped away beneath them...
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143 Calmly, sadly, he crawled forward. "We lost Leo..." He, Lou and Delta strapped on parachutes and prepared to jump.
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144 The silver craft with the huge red star on the tail climbed swiftly to 2000 feet, and circled the open field where
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145 was hidden the old Dakota. A quick farewell, and wishes of good luck, and they were gone. The stolen Soviet craft
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146 streaked into distance. Toward Puerto Rico. And freedom...
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147 Three men plopped onto the ground a dozen yards from the hidden Dakota, and-discarding the harnesses, geabbed their
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148 gear and sprinted to the plane. No time to hide the parachutes... The nets were pulled away, their gear stowed, and
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149 as Delta started the engines, they piled in and secured the hatch.
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150 Delta firewalled the throttles. Boosters on. Carb heat on. Mixture full rich. The mighty engines strained, shaking
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151 the craft violently. With maddening slowness, the big Dakota started to roll, slowly gathering speed. It slipped off
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152 the ends of the heavy planks, shuddered, and continued to roll. "C'MON baby, c'mon, they urged, and finally the Dakota
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153 was skimmimg along the field and was airborne, climbing and turning right to 165 degrees.
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154 Delta keyed the PA and announced;"Well be over the target in sixteen minutes. Get ready".
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155 The others worked swiftly, wrestling heavy drums of gasoline toward the now closed door. A stack of small wooden
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156 crates sat beside the drums.
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157 "Target it sight. Get ready..." the PA barked. The door was pulled open, Lou and George poised... "NOW!". The five
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158 drums were thrown out, and crashed into the south end of the large white Stucco complex. They burst on impact, soaking
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159 the walls with high octane aviation fuel. Delta whipped the DC-3 into a tight turn, and skimmed over the trees from
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160 the north. "NOW!" The las three barrels were rolled out, smashing into the north end. "Bullseye!" cried the pilot, as
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161 he again manhandled the big Dakota into it's final chandelle. Climbing, then easing back the yoke and dumping flaps
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162 to slow the craft... "NOW!" And the stack of wooden boxes fell earthward as the pilot firewalled the throttles.
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163 There was an enormous 'whump' that hurled the DC-3 a hundred feet into the air. Below-the entire complex was in flames.
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164 There were explosions everywhere, and gigantic clouds of black smoke filled the sky.
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165 The red and white DC-3 climbed swiftly, heading out over the Caribbean Sea. George came up with the few last cans
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166 of Budweiser, and the three man crew gulped long swallows, washing the dust from three dry throats. Everyone was
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167 strangely calm, exhillerated, exhausted...For several minutes no one spoke. Then George looked up, sniffing the air.
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168 "What the..OH MY GOD, his eyes riveted on something in the hold... One small wooden box had been overlooked. Grey
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169 smoke seeped from the corners. Lou saw it and the two men dived into to hold, trying frantically to get it out the
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170 hold door...
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174 AGENTS PARITY AND FELLOWS STOOD SILENTLY BEFORE THE PRESIDENT. "RECONNAISSANCE FOUND NOTHING. NO TRACE...
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175 "NO PARACHUTES?"
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176 THE PRESIDENT LOOKED AWAY FROM THE TWO MEN;"I'M SORRY..."
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177 HE CONTINUED;"WHAT YOU HAVE DONE FOR THE FREE WORLD MAY WELL HAVE SAVED THAT WORLD. THIS OFFICE, THIS COUNTRY OWES
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178 YOU ETERNAL GRATITUDE...I ONLY WISH THE AMERICAN PEOPLE COULD KNOW OF YOUR HEROISM..."
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179
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180 Parity and Fellows walked through the wide ornamental iron gates of the White House, and onto the boulevard.
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181 Birds were singing; the Cherry trees blosomming. Fellows spoke;"Well, let's go find Ian...
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182
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183 [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] DELTA FIV [*=] [*=*] finis [*=*] [*=*] [*=*] [*==*]
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184
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185 THIS IS AN AD!!!!!!!!!!
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186 TRASH-80 COCOWITH PRINTER AND CASSETTE RECORDER, $150. FOR MORE INFO CALL 233-4172.PEOPLE ONLY.
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187 ______________________________JD 2446565.5541______________________________
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188 GREAT!
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189 ??????????????????????????????????????????
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190 Whoa!!! That above is what I call an entry and a half! A failsafe plot: kinda like Chuck Norris Mmeets Rambo, only
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191 with a better storyline. But PLEASE try to remember that Soviet people are not intrinsicly evil.. They are people, like
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192 everyone else. I get tired of every Soviet person portrayed in the media as being fat, bombastic or stupid, sadistic,
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193 dense, blind followers. They are humans.Oh well. Off mysoapbox for a while. Never can seem to just LURK can I?
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194
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195 A.R. Phelps.
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198 DELTA FIVE IS TERRIBLE WRIGHTER & SHOULD NOT BE IN
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199 AND CONSUME AT LEAST A HUNDRED LINES OF BULL ABOUT
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200 HIS FANTACY LAND HE MUST LIVE IN ?!
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201
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202
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203 Wanna make something of it, punk?
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204 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
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205 DV, Parity, Fellows and Company: Congrats on a job well done. But the
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206 question remains in my mind: did you really get McKane...
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207 .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Emu
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208 FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
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209 "Parity?" Fellows tendered the name in question form. Both men, despite
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210 their years of training and conditioning, where just one notch above shock
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211 after all that had happened in the last 36 hours.
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212 "Yes Fellows?" The plane trip to Puerto Rico, the depositing of the
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213 defecting Russians, the delivery of the prize, the congratulations from the
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214 local NET representative, the radio message: George, Lou, and Delta V: contact
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215 lost, NET search parties turning up nothing, the red-eye to Washington, a talk
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216 with the President, and now, the realization of ramifications of the actions
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217 during the past day-and-a-half.
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218 "I was just wondering... thinking about everyone, especially Delta. I
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219 liked him, rogue that he was. He thinks, er, thought like we do. Action is the
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220 name of the game. The shakers and movers live at the crest Parity. We live
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221 at the crest."
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222 "And sometimes the crest bucks Fellows, like this mission. Four good
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223 men lost. Great men, gone, in the service of something greater. It may be
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224 a crest Fellows, but it has the qualities ofn abyss too. I don't care
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225 what the NET books say, I am hurting right now. We nabbed the laser. We
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226 torched McKane's HQ and he was 85 percent likely to be inside. And we lost
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227 Delta and the others. Who won?"
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228 "Parity, you know I hate statistics. As for who won, I can't say. I
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229 know we lost a lot, but the other side lost something too. They suffered."
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230 The talk had led them to a corner. Instead of answering, Parity hailed
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231 a cab. As the big yellow cut two lanes to reach them, Parity turned to
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232 Fellows and said, "We are going to HQ. We've got to figure out what has
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233 happened to Ian."
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234 "Where to boys?" the burly taxi hearder asked.
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235 "To the airport James. And there's an extra sawbuck if you can make
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236 it in 15 minutes." Fellows countered.
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237 "No problem, but my name's not James, it's Eric."
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238 "Eric?" Fellows and Parity exchanged a glance.
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239 "We suffered too Fellows."
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240 FFFF FELLOWS FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
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241 BorderBorderBorder.
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242 IN *TENSE* Writing, damn good, pats on the back.
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243 BorderBorderBorder
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244 ppppppppppppppppppppppppppnice! good climax!ppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp
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245 <*><*><*><*><*>
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246 A.R. Phelps
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247
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248 ______________________________JD 2446566.5398______________________________
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249 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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250 LEONARD, NO-NAME BEING DOWN DUE TO A CRASHED HARD DRIVE (TWIT CAUSED?), GIVE ME A VOICE CALL AT YOUR CONVIENENCE.
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251 -=* S.S.*=-
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252 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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253 [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[DK: I STILL CAN NOT GET IN TO YOUR BBS ! SO
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254 GIVE ME A CALL HIPPOGRIFF ARMOURY
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255 ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]
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256 PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
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257 Whoever that Delta Five person is, he should consider writing books for sale.
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258 He is very good. That was a very good story, but I missed part of it. Is is
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259 on another disc? Id like to read all of it. The Wanderer.
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260 020202 to the person who transposed the 3 and the 5: are we set up on that board? If so, what do we do at the logon? 02
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261
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262 070707 The board works thanks to a qualified operator. It helps to have friends at the top, n'est ce-pas? (sic) 070707
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263 Here's my beef here's my beef
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264 Most writers on this board wouldn't make a story unless they're throwing
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265 tirades to the Russians, Nicaraguans and Libyans. I say Whooa, too. The
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266 Russians and Nicaraguans are yet to sink a U.S. destroyer or a battleship.
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267 What I'm driving is at is that there are countries who has dstroyed
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268 U.S. naval vessels and yet adored by lot of people here in the US.
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269 Israel for example, and the Japanese empire. Yet, no one dare to
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270 call them terrorists.
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271 Where's your beef where's your beef
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272 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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273
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274 DV (and friends):
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275 Good entry, but like another I have to wonder if Leroy is really gone,
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276 rumor has it that he was spotted somewhere in Uganda selling microwave
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277 ovens to the natives. One can never tell about Leroy, eh?
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278 Mohammed Wassir
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279 <The Lurking Albanian>
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280 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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281
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282 To: all agents who want to get on the board (the one that had the 5 & 3
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283 transposed in the #). You do remember what was running on that equipment
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284 before it's present owner got it? Just use your logon from that board!
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285 01010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101010101
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286 ***************************************************************************
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287
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288 Hippogryph: I noticed you logged on earlier today....
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289 Anyway, to Delta Five. I agree with whoever it was that said you are a very good writer. I was wondering though,
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290 what I'd have to do to join in this story writing. I play Top Secret if that helps any....
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291 -Dark Knight-
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292 by the way, what was the name and number of the BBS you're talking about?
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293 <*><*><*><*><*>
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294 0406040604060406040604060406040604060406040604060406040604060406040604060406
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295 An enciphered message for us on DB. Don't think I shall read it, it could
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296 only say one thing
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297 DV: Whew! Now _that_ was a finish. Or was it a beginning? Good work, either
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298 way.
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299 0406040604060406040604060406040604060406040604060406040604060406040604060406
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300 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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301 Max: Remember that 1200 baud modem, the 1670, that I was talking to you about?
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302 Well, It's here attached to my 64. Very nice, to be able to ATDT2301041 at
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303 300, or ATDT7711370 at 1200...
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304 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Milch ++++++ 7:11pm 5/16
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305 020202 01: I never called that number, so I probably don't have an old logon.
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306 se le vie (sic), eh? 020202
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307 THORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHOR
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308 Just a note to thank the writer who painted a complete picture in THOR's
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309 mind. Congratulations and keep up the good works. Your story kept my interest
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310 enough to read it from start to finish without the desire to have the lines
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311 scroll by aimlessly.
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312 THORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHOR
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313
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314
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315
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EXIT
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316 020202 never mind, I finally figured it out. I guess Ian's absontion momentarily disrupted my finely-tuned thought processes.
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317
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318
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319 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY
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320 The following agents have not made recent reports and may be missing in
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321 action: 03, 08, 09, and 67.
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322 There may be someone impersonating 13.
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323 ******END TRANSMISSION****************
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324 RYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRYRY
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325 **+**+**+**+**+ My thanks to agents 03, 08, 09, and 67 then, for notadding
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326 to all the code that we have had to put up with recently. **+**+**+**+**+
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327 Hello, there! This is cabel sasser, a new modem user.
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328 Does anybody know any more numbers?
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329 HELP HELP HELP HELPHE LPHE LPLpejlkdho:ohvivryuy:vt???
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330 ass
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331
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332
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333
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334 C E R T I F I C A T E
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335
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336
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337 For your outstanding performance
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338 YOU ARE AWARDED
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339
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340 " one (1) ATTABOY "
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341 One thousand "ATTABOYS" qualifies you to be a leader of men, work overtime with
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342 a smile, explain assorted and complex problems to management, and be looked upon
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343 s a local hero, without a raise in pay.
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344
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345
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346 NOTE: One (1) "AWSHIT" cancels all previous "ATTABOYS"
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347 *******************************************************************************
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348
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349
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350
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351 / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
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352 OI I HATE IT TWHEN I CALL RIGHT AFTER SOMETHING LIKE THE ABOVE. IT MAY GE
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353 T DELEDTED, AND ME WITH IT...SIGHT...
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354 I SUPPOSE THAT I SHALL ALSO SAY 'GOOD JOB'. I ENJOYED IT. HOWEVER, THE S
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355 ILVERMAN ARGUMENT MAY BE USED AGAIN XERE. I DIDN'T AGREE WITH IT BEFORE, AND I
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356 DON'T AGREE WITH IT NOW, BUT IT APPLYSIES...
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357 *** STARPATH ***
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358 / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
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359
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360
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361
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||
362 ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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||
363 1986. Another year. A growing uneasiness. The feeling has been coming on for several years now. Mostly since
|
||
364 1980. It was only last year that I finally figured it out. I realized that I was only a mortal, wi
|
||
365 weaknessess, vulnerable to many things hidden and unseen. It's hard to realize that you aren't a god anymore.
|
||
366 Another year without a job. These part time fill in jobs are the pits. At least the last job lasted 7 years,
|
||
367 giving a false sense of permanency. Unfortunately, the company moved out of Oregon, following many other
|
||
368 companies on a mass exodus to greender pastrues. The other jobs were never permnent, but at least they usu
|
||
369 lasted 1-2 years. Now, if a job lasts 1-2 weeks, I feel lucky. If I were the
|
||
370 quiting type, I guess I would have checked out of here and moved to parts unknown long ago. Seems like nothing
|
||
371 makes much sense anymore. But the thought of quitting makes me ill. Before I do something like that, I plan
|
||
372 to be on top again. I don't want people to be able to say that I couldn't handle it.
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373 1969. A fresh idealistic teenager emerges for the coocon of high school and makes a choice. He may
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||
374 understand the reasons for a 'police-action,' but he knowns that his duty is clear. Down to the enlis
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||
375 office. The recruiter says don't worry, only the draftees go to Nam. December 1969, "I'm Leaving on a Jet Plane"
|
||
376 makes it to the top of the charts. How appropriate. January 1970 am in a foreign country, at war with i
|
||
377 Due to a striving for excellance in everything I do, have had training in 4 different schools. Cooking fo
|
||
378 rating, S.E.R.E. school, S.E.A.L training, and a political indoctrination school tht has no name and isn't ever
|
||
379 mentioned in records anywhere. I excell in all of these things, as I believe. I believe that God is on the side
|
||
380 of righteouness, that I am fighting for my country. The Domino theory is sound,and the Communist threat must be
|
||
381 met head on and defeated.
|
||
382 It is is 1970 that I find out that I am a god. We are all gods. We have te power to create, to save,
|
||
383 to destroy. The earth teaches us the 'human' virtues. The long night, deep in no mans land, alternately hunted
|
||
384 and pursued after a successfull mission teaches fear. The days of waiting, waiting for the one shot to complete
|
||
385 the assignment all the while watching the jungle creatures and insects going about their destinies, ignoring the
|
||
386 god in their midst, teaches humility. The wounded and the damned (natives) teaches pity and compassion. It
|
||
387 hard not to have feelings after looking at napalm victims, or the left-overs after a VC recru
|
||
388 a small village during the night. After watching a two-stepper finally crawl away from your warm leg afte
|
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389 hours of waiting teaches relief. The sound of blood gurgling out of a friends sucking chest wound teach
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||
390 hope, and hate. This must be a cheap lesson, as it is taught over and over again. My one trip into Saig
|
||
391 teaches shame. The amount of thieves, black marketers, drug pushers, pimps and hookers amazes me. The migh
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||
392 US Military can sure make changes where ever it goes.
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393 I am the best. I have more successful missions than anyone in IV Corp AO. I become the Spade Ace,
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||
394 minor legend. A full division hunted me for a month, but couldn't catch me. I left them with no officers when
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||
395 I finally made it back to my unit.
|
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396 I have taught medicine and sanitation to villages, prevented wholesale deaths from plague, diptheria, and
|
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397 cholera. I have saved more children from death and starvation then could go to a grade school.
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||
398 Worry was one object lesson I won't forget. March 18th, I was hooking up wth a platoon for extraction
|
||
399 made it, but the platoon is ambushed and nearly wiped out 20 minutes later. Two weeks as a POW, I make my
|
||
400 escape. An unexpected Arc Light mission nearly kills us all, but five of us make for the hills. We le
|
||
401 and 10 VC dead. Sick, weakened, and bleeding from the ears and nose, we make our way back, followed by the
|
||
402 (Opps)--for the hills. We leave 4 US and 10 VC dead. Sick, weakened, and bleeding from the ears and nose, we
|
||
403 make our way back, followed by the 15 VC survivors. The worst thing (for me) is that we are all quite d
|
||
404 For the army boys, the worst thing is our situation. No food, no radio, no medicine, no friendles in our ar
|
||
405 I wish the US Army would give better training to its own. These guys are completely defeated. After 4 weeks
|
||
406 we make it back. Only lost one boy, to dysentery.
|
||
407 I get a vacation, 3 days rest and real food, and then out again as a village advisor. But I guess t
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||
408 enough for now. If I get drunk enough again, and feel like this, maybe I will
|
||
409 continue, maybe not. Sorry to whine in public.
|
||
410 ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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411 ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()//////////////////////////////////////// HELLO THERE!
|
||
412 Who ever wrote the strange but wierd delta five article? It is a nice piece of writing, but how long did it take you?
|
||
413
|
||
414 *LORD BRITISVH
|
||
415 OOPS! errrrror up there.
|
||
416 *LORD BRITISH*
|
||
417
|
||
418 Beep...Beep...Beep...Beep...
|
||
419 Beep.Beep.Beep.Bepp.Beep.Beep.
|
||
420
|
||
421
|
||
422
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||
423 line #920-- The killer beep!
|
||
424 YOU MAY NEVER SURVIVE!
|
||
425 Yours truly,
|
||
426 GIGGLE BEEP!
|
||
427 <sigh> ????: please try to pay more attention. Around 1/4 of your lines
|
||
428 got chopped.... If you were uploading, try a different upload program (and
|
||
429 use *short* files for your tests. Better yet, enter by hand...
|
||
430 ______________________Leonard_JD 2446568.6105______________________________
|
||
431 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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||
432 Leonard: I did enter by hand, sorry. Here are the corrections if you wish to make them. (I didn't
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||
433 realize it was that bad. Again, sorry)
|
||
434 Line 364--mortal, wi(th nortal) 368--they usu(ually) 373--He may (not) 374--the enlis(tment)
|
||
435 376--with i(tself.) 387--VC recru(iting team visits) 388--leg aft(r 7) 389-- wound teach(es)
|
||
436 390-- into Saig(on) 391--The migh(ty) 398--extraction(. I) 401--delete completly 403--quite d(eaf.)
|
||
437 404--our ar(ea.) 405--4 weeks(,) 407--I guess t(hat's)
|
||
438 ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
|
||
439 ?????Line 364/nortal/mortal/ 388 aft(r 7)/afte(r 7) Sheesh, next time I try this, I won't! ?????
|
||
440 *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***
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441 WHUT A PITTIFUL EXCUSE FOR LIVING
|
||
442 *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** ***
|
||
443
|
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444 indeed you are!
|
||
445 a powerful person.
|
||
446
|
||
447 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$#
|
||
448 Farley was struggling to forget that his other mission was postponed. He was
|
||
449 also trying to drive at the same time. It was difficult for him, just then,
|
||
450 to do both at the same time. James might have noticed, but didn't say a word.
|
||
451 Streets flew by, turns taken, signals obeyed, all while Farley sat in
|
||
452 something like a trance. At last, they arrived at a downtown parking structure
|
||
453 somewhere near Ione Plaza. On the lowest level underground, a portion of
|
||
454 a wall pivoted to provide a one-lane tunnel under the city.
|
||
455 Later, both agents were in the regional headquarters of NET. Farley went to
|
||
456 his desk and tapped a sequence on the COMSET mounted there.
|
||
457 <Agent E.F. Farley: Report to Conference Room 10B at 1700. A. Lovelace has
|
||
458 your instructions.>
|
||
459 James asked, "May I?" and tapped his own sequence.
|
||
460 <Agent J. Garret: Report to Conference Room 10B at 1700. A. Lovelace has
|
||
461 your instructions.>
|
||
462 "Hey, looks like we're gonna work together this time 'round, Eugene. I
|
||
463 Wonder who else'll show?"
|
||
464 Farley glanced at his watch. 4:46pm. "We'll find out. 'Further up,
|
||
465 Further in!'" he said as he moved toward the lift.
|
||
466 #$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$##$# Farley #$##$##$# 86:05:18:11:26 #$##$##$#
|
||
467 ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
|
||
468 "Sex is something to be enjoyed. I don't like commitments -- they make me
|
||
469 feel so... committed. Do you know what I'm saying?"
|
||
470 "Baaaa."
|
||
471 "No, you're just saying that. You're just like all the rest. Tomorrow
|
||
472 you'll cook my breakfast, the next day you'll rearrange my closet, and after
|
||
473 that I'll find Purina Sheep Chow in the refrigerator."
|
||
474 "Baaaa."
|
||
475 "I understand. One night stands make you feel cheap, dirty, used. But
|
||
476 believe me, I'll still respect you in the morn-"
|
||
477 "Baaaa."
|
||
478 "Oh, I get it now. It's because I'm a human isn't it? Well I can't help
|
||
479 these things! I can't change what I am! Lamb chop, if it would make you feel
|
||
480 better we could do the Little Bo Peep thing, I saved the suit."
|
||
481 "Baaaa."
|
||
482 "Now listen up, ewe. I'm getting tired of all this talk. I brought you
|
||
483 here for one thing. Sex. I want sex. Pure, unadulterated, hardcore sex!
|
||
484 Some serious Tarzan-Jane is-that-a-banana-in-your-loincloth-or-are-you-just-
|
||
485 happy-to-see-me sex. Some doughnut-hot dog plumps-while-you're-cookin' sex.
|
||
486 Comprendo sheepo? I've got the oils and ointments, shackles and shears, and
|
||
487 I'm ready to go. You can walk out that barn door if you like, but I warn you,
|
||
488 there's plenty of other sheep in the pasture. I can always get it someplace
|
||
489 else."
|
||
490 "Baaaa!"
|
||
491 "I knew you liked it when I talked rough like that..."
|
||
492
|
||
493 -excerpt from "In and Out Again"
|
||
494 by Petrov
|
||
495 ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
|
||
496 040404040404040404040404040404040404040404040404040404040404040404040404040404
|
||
497 ERG[J ETHKY EBKHN RYKLT PEBGW RHENG TOKEN WBFHU WW[FM DBC/L EHT[K WBFRY RHTSE
|
||
498 GG[EF HNTJU ABRJT G/[TJ FNDGP DNG[T ANDRF GR]DT RHSNE /TH[G EFGBH THY[U EF/HT
|
||
499 ENGYT HM[UY ADN/N WDYF[ EBTNR WDBTT EKT EE WGGRT RHDRT NS[F/ ABDRT SNFUU EBSHT
|
||
500 040404040404040404040404040404040404040404040404040404040404040404040404040404
|
||
501 FOR SALE
|
||
502
|
||
503 TRS-80 Coco II full system & software
|
||
504 64K Coco, 2 Drives 1 ss40track 1 ds80track,13"monichrome monitor,300baud
|
||
505 modem,OS9 op.basicO9.over 400 programs
|
||
506 ALL FOR 500.00
|
||
507 TRS-80 MODEL-100 24K with multiplan, casset and cabls new 300,00
|
||
508 for info. call 626-xxxx ask for Chuck
|
||
509 ========================================
|
||
510 exit
|
||
511
|
||
512 <*><*><*><*><*>
|
||
513
|
||
514 / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
|
||
515 For sale: one broken record player that will call up various bbs's and post for
|
||
516 sale signs for you. GIt will positively call so often that it will make people
|
||
517 sick. Refund possible if you don't like it. Call 230-1041 for details. Ask fo
|
||
518 *** STARPATH ***
|
||
519
|
||
520 / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
|
||
521 Petrov, that was baaaad, really baaaaad.
|
||
522
|
||
523 PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS
|
||
524
|
||
525 WANTED: Native speakers of Spanish, French, and German in the Portland
|
||
526 area with IBM (or compatible) hardware to "correspond"
|
||
527 electronically with advanced high school language students
|
||
528 during 1986-7. Software required for communication in the
|
||
529 target language will be provided. To learn more about this
|
||
530 unique project, contact VeAnna Morgan, Foreign Language
|
||
531 Specialist, Portland Public Schools, at 280-5280 Ext. 71.
|
||
532
|
||
533 GRACIAS! MERCI! DANKE!
|
||
534
|
||
535 PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS PPS
|
||
536 ______________________________JD 2446570.6254______________________________
|
||
537 That WANTED: from the PPS is sure on the wrong board. Most people here have
|
||
538 a hard enough time handling simple English.
|
||
539 +Dante-
|
||
540 --=--==--===--====--=====--======--=======--========--=========--==========
|
||
541 Hi All, Tuck here. It looks like things are too quiet here. Let's
|
||
542 stir things up. (Call me a twit if you want to, but all I want is some
|
||
543 interplay of ideas.) What do you think about PRAYER IN SCHOOLS. ?
|
||
544 1) Is in morally correct to brainwash young minds with this religious prattle?
|
||
545 2) Can America survive this governmental support of immorality?
|
||
546 3) Will the greatest nation on Earth rot because the government has taken
|
||
547 away the moral support that prayer can offer? In the one place where
|
||
548 children are ready to learn.
|
||
549 4) Can the Supreme Court continue in their stuggle to uphold the rights of
|
||
550 the people, even with several possible new appointments?
|
||
551 Anybody willing to take the challenge? Have I offended you?
|
||
552 Well, your only chance to fight back is right here. Let's here what you
|
||
553 have to say. I want your opinion.
|
||
554 --- Friar Tuck ---
|
||
555 ==========--=========--========--=======--======--=====--====--===--==--=--
|
||
556 To the Fried Turkey above: Perhaps if you were willing to assert something
|
||
557 in particular with the intention of eliciting comments, you might have more
|
||
558 success. But when you attempt to antagonize people with a collage of contra
|
||
559 dicting generalizations that obviate your lack of committment, you only attempt
|
||
560 to initiate eternal ambiguity amongst modemers who have long ago learned to
|
||
561 ignore neophytes who have no convictions. Grow up, sonny, and when you have
|
||
562 something to say, perhaps Daddy will let you borrow the keys to the modem again.
|
||
563 THORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHOR
|
||
564 The day had been hazy and THOR had felt sluggish throughout his trip.
|
||
565 Finally finding a place to rest, he walked into the Inn called Backwater.
|
||
566 Here he found tale makers and sooth sayers galore but also THOR was troubled
|
||
567 for he found many who spoke in tongues unfamiliar to him. THOR had been most
|
||
568 everywhere on this blue planet but he had never seen the likes of what he saw
|
||
569 at the BACKWATER. What was wrong with these travelers that they did not want
|
||
570 to share their tales? Why must they cover their words with codes and gibberish
|
||
571 when all that THOR could see were as himself, travelers wishing to speak with
|
||
572 the others.Setting his great frame down into a chair, THOR put down his bag
|
||
573 and the great hammer. I will watch and see what will be, he thought to him
|
||
574 self. THOR looked about the INN for a friendly or familiar face.
|
||
575 THORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHORTHOR
|
||
576 ====-- : Wow, colledge words form a kindergarden mouth. What will they think
|
||
577 of next? Maybe when *you* grow up Daddy wil let YOU borrow the keys again.
|
||
578 %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Remus %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%
|
||
579
|
||
580 Slurs on the juvies? Oboy, this is going to end up in a mud slinging match
|
||
581 isn't it? There is now way, however, that I am not going to get my licks in
|
||
582 about prayer in schools. If there is a little Jesus freak in school, there
|
||
583 are so many times a day he could enact his rites that there is no need for a
|
||
584 mandated prayer.
|
||
585 The only reason I can see for this official event is to bring the United States
|
||
586 in line as a Religious State. Something candidate for senate Joe Lutz and the
|
||
587 (Im)Moral Major(Minor)ity are all in favor of. What do you think, should we
|
||
588 live in an echo of the Spanish Inquisition, with Christian cops beating up the
|
||
589 aagnostics, and the Jews, or should we have a nation free of jihad stained
|
||
590 politics?
|
||
591 Malcom `Mal' Continnt
|
||
592
|
||
593 Well, here it is, DB again, so, Starpath, this it for you! "Something!"
|
||
594 / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
|
||
595 I thank you.
|
||
596 / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
|
||
597 / / / / / Nothi ngfor twoda ys.th isisg ettin gpret tysta lebac khere indb!/ / / / /
|
||
598 Ah... I remember the days when Pam would clean the tables up back here. Now she's not even seen in the Inn these days.
|
||
599 I wonder what has happened to her, why has she given up on BW? though I guess I can understand what with all the twit activity
|
||
600 in the past year, I'm amazed that as many of the good partrons have stuck around that have. Yet even so time has taken its
|
||
601 toll. Even the venerable Piper seems to be in permenant lurk mode these days. Perhaps it is no longer possible to have an
|
||
602 open and free forum of this type. BBSing seems to have become discovered by the great unwashed masses, and as a result has
|
||
603 deteriorated to the level of bickering, slander, abuse of the english language, vandlism, vengful spite, and just plain twitish
|
||
604 behavor in general. Not that it was free from such activities in the past, but it seems like that has become the only activity
|
||
605 that has grown in the last year, while the marvalous stories, debates, and generl communications have deminished.
|
||
606 Perhaps it is that BBSing has lost its glamor to those who are in the vangaurd of such things and they have moved on to other
|
||
607 activities. But where are they? Where have they gone...what activities holds their intrest now? The Innkeeper is here, I saw him
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608 coming out of the wine celler the other day. The piper has been noding in front of the great fireplace for some time. Some of
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609 the more adventurous types have swaped tales with each other at the main tables. Yet the tellers of great fantasy have long been
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610 absent from the system. Will they ever return? Has that part of the life of BW come to an end? Has it come to this, to be
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611 discarded, given to the children to play with and be crumped and tossed aside as nothing? Is this the end of BW?
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612 ============================= remur ===========================================
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614 K'ELEBRON
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615 HI THIS IS PRINCE DRAGON
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616 A.EASTLAND CALL
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617 TO NET .WTFO
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619 3 days later 5/29/86
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620 a.eastland try from 11am to 10pm /n.keep
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621 leonard call voice
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623 Why not just call aaron, or leave him a note on cbbs/nw. much faster.
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625 Boy, I tell 'ya I get no respect. Now I have to endure jokes about
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626 Albanian hamsters. Must be those NET guys again. Leroy, are you listening?
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627 M.W.
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628 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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