Childish yes
But when my ex was finished with destroying every ounce of my self-respect and making me feel like the biggest bitch in existence (not to mention telling somewhat biased versions of events, read 'lies', to all my friends) when I finally ended it between us, he then had the gall to ask me to finish inputting all the joey data he needed for a website he was designing and getting paid for (and I wasn't). I'd spent hours slaving over that crap. So I taught myself a bit of basic Dreamweaver that night and added some quite subtle 'extras' when he left me alone with his laptop. The highlight to my mind was 'Buses will run regularly every half hour' that had alt text when you hovered saying 'assuming prunes are in season' and linked to a decidedly NSFW site depicting decidedly 'irregular' bowel movements very similar to the dear Tubgirl.

No, I'm not proud. Infact I'm quite ashamed because they all got through to the penultimate version, but I didn't let them actually go live and I even escaped blame since he thought me incapable of even basic programming.

If I want to, I learn fast.
( Jessie © needs pirate name suggestions, Wed 4 May 2005, 11:25, Reply)