Relax, relax, I found it already (see earlier post). Don't you remember you sent it to me for review last week? I'll get it back to you on Monday. Or Tuesday.
Doctor Mom™, worry not for me, I am past salvation. I worry for Mr. Fab... be gentle.
Zed; Sorry. I was so engrossed in looking I neglected to read your earlier comment. Thank you! I can now put all my clutter back in date order to 1982...
Doctor Mom™; Shrek, Sans & Fat Bastard all come from the same gene pool. It's about thirty feet deep, muddy and at the bottom of a quarry about three miles up the road. It was a very entertaining show, and the hour passed extremely quickly. Whether Teri's question touched a real nerve, we will probably never know. I think Mr. Fab and your good self make a great team, the Click & Clack of Blog Radio. I thought I heard you admit to the desire to 'do' me, and was somewhat concerned. Over here, to 'do' someone means a sustained and brutal attack!
Lynda; I'm sure that was the intent Doctor Mom™ had in mind. I should be so lucky.
I don't really delete any files at all these days. I just keep adding bigger hard drives. This makes indexing very difficult, so I just exercise my brain and commit each picture to long term memory; the location and name of the file however, can and usually does get forgotten over time. A lot of the realy early stuff is on 5¼ floppy and is effectively lost.
I must admit, it's not looking good...
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Man are you in trouble! Find that file man!
You have now regressed to punch card technology?
Sans-- I worry so about you
Relax, relax, I found it already (see earlier post). Don't you remember you sent it to me for review last week? I'll get it back to you on Monday. Or Tuesday.
Mel, I am so trying...
Doctor Mom™, worry not for me, I am past salvation. I worry for Mr. Fab... be gentle.
Zed; Sorry. I was so engrossed in looking I neglected to read your
earlier comment. Thank you! I can now put all my clutter back in date order to 1982...
I don't even know why you are looking. They appear to be quite healthy, clean and trimmed.
I was not gentle Sans--
In fact, I made him cry
A sorry sight to be certain
Although he did get me to admit that I would do you
But, he kept calling you Shrek
You're nothing like Shrek
Identity Crisis; I employed a hand model.
Doctor Mom™; Shrek, Sans & Fat Bastard all come from the same gene pool. It's about thirty feet deep, muddy and at the bottom of a quarry about three miles up the road. It was a very entertaining show, and the hour passed extremely quickly. Whether Teri's question touched a real nerve, we will probably never know.
I think Mr. Fab and your good self make a great team, the Click & Clack of Blog Radio. I thought I heard you admit to the desire to 'do' me, and was somewhat concerned.
Over here, to 'do' someone means a sustained and brutal attack!
To "do" someone in the U.S.A. could also be like an attack, only with no clothing and hopefully the participants are smiling by the end.
How long do you keep your files, Sans?
Lynda; I'm sure that was the intent Doctor Mom™ had in mind.
I should be so lucky.
I don't really delete any files at all these days. I just keep adding bigger hard drives. This makes indexing very difficult, so I just exercise my brain and commit each picture to long term memory; the location and name of the file however, can and usually does get forgotten over time. A lot of the realy early stuff is on 5¼ floppy and is effectively lost.
Have you looked behind the couch?
Or under the fridge? I once found a take-away menu, a jigsaw piece and a Vespa LX150 scooter under the fridge.
Scarlet, Bwahahahahahahaha!!!!
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