Rev. Chain Smerker hunched over a computer, typing feverishly;
Thunder crashed, Rev. Chain Smerker laughed madly, then wrote:
>Its now July 5th at 2:50pm
>Nothing happened
>You dont need to get up early tommorow.
>Bye
Look, the Xists did show up, and they stopped by my place first. They
were a little lost.
But they hadn't made a formal appointment with my secretary, do I told
them to get the hell out of here and go back to Planet X and make a
PROPER appointment.
So they did. Unfortunately that is a journey of several months.
I'm sorry you guys for ruining X-day, but I just can't tolerate that
kind of unprofessionalism.
--
Zapanaz
International Satanic Conspiracy
Customer Support Specialist
http://joecosby.com/
"A Dangerous Toy. This toy is being made for the extreme priority
the good looks. The little part when the sharp part which gets hurt
is swallowed is contained generously.
Only the person who can take responsibility by itself is to play."
:: Currently listening to Guhyasamaja Tantra. Chapter II, 1474, by The Gyuto Monks, from "Tibetan Tantric Choir"