Good luck Bob, see you when you come out.

"Bob (not my real pseudonym)" wrote in message
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Hi folks,

Well, that was... not fun.

Sure have lots of new perforations, and a newfound empathy with
postage stamps.

In an attempt to retain some semblance of group on-topic-ousityness, I
provide an illustration of what I am pretty sure they shoved into a
vein and used to fry parts of the heart muscle that they thought were
causing the flippity-floppy-crap.

The flippity-floppy-crap appears to have survived the attack
unscathed, however.

"Aside from that, Mrs. Lincoln, did you enjoy the play?"

Rats.

Bob ^^







Hey Bob,


It's too early for you to be feeding the roses.




Good to see you back.


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Cheers

Dave Kearton