OOH i DON'T KNOWYou come in after a hard day walking up and down various mountains trying to thwart the forces of nature and being stared at by very suspect looking sheep and strangely dressed tourists in their flourescent goretex undergarments, looking forward to turning on the machine and reading with delight the wonderfulnewsletter and lawks almighty it's not there, despondant and lonely I ask where it is and am soundly lambasted, which is I suppose no worse than I deserve, so I'm attaching a hosepipe to my usb port in an effort to rid this board of the irritation which is my vile repulsive self
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Dill,
Fri 4 Apr 2003, 17:53,
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