Goodbye
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I am sorry to inform you that this will be my last post. As it appears, somebody has discovered who I am. While I usually have nothing against followers who read every word I write, this is definitely not a good situation. The trouble already has begun and I will have to deal with it. First step: Not writing anything anymore. Thanks for all the articles and advice, which allowed me to get some work done. And, most of all, thanks for all the reposted jokes which helped me over some bad moments lately. Do I hear some people crying? I have not really died. If I had, there would be something like this as my last will: To Griff I would leave my first print Garfield book from 1978. Back then they were still funny. On top of that, he would get some highly decorative ceramic cats from Mexico. DD would get a 1:100 scale Saturn V model and my Darth Vader action figure from 1977, first edition Boba Fett and the Tie Fighter. I hope you really are a Star Wars fan. Those are about all old toys that survived the garage sale to scrape together my first memory board for my old computer. To JSOP I would have left my G3A3 airsoft rifle. It is made of metal, has the right weight and resembles the original very closely. It even shoots well. For a toy. And JSOP would probably also have most use for my black Stetson and my copy of 'The Art Of War'. Edit: JSOP, if I had died, I also would have regretted all the times I pulled your leg. Even if you never found out who I really am. Last, I would like to be placed on a viking ship with a sword, my old computer and a generous supply of mead in my hands, to be burned at sea. Oh no. The last one did it. Someone is crying again. Let's finish this by quickly going through all important Lounge rules: - This was not a programming question. - It was kid sister safe, I would have liked to have written more about elephants and sunshines, but I can't do that anymore. - It was no repost and will never be repost. Leslie Nielsen will not have to be invoked. Please, no more crying! - Sorry, but I found no way to mention bacon. - There really is no reason to cry. Laugh, like you did when DD edited Wikipedia. EOF
Lay low, keep quiet and pop by in six months when the heat is off.
Panic, Chaos, Destruction. My work here is done. Drink. Get drunk. Fall over - P O'H OK, I will win to day or my name isn't Ethel Crudacre! - DD Ethel Crudacre I cannot live by bread alone. Bacon and ketchup are needed as well. - Trollslayer Have a bit more patience with newbies. Of course some of them act dumb - they're often *students*, for heaven's sake - Terry Pratchett