linhart@topaz.rutgers.edu (Mike Threepoint) (04/16/88)
[ I'm warning you, I've got an eff beater... ] John F. Haugh II (The Beach Bum) writes: >i'm a systems analyst. in fact, i'm a Senior Systems Analyst. that means >my life is free from worry and doubt, and most importantly, COBOL. i just >lay the code out on a couch and ask it deep and personal questions. and if >i get answers then maybe i'll get paid this week. Jon Solomon writes: >I'm a systems analyst too, but I'm *NOT* one of you. I'm one of me. Joe Talmadge writes: >If this doesn't stop soon, it may be time for > > Senior Systems Analyst Man! > > Just thought I should warn you first. I write: I'm not a Systems Analyst, but I play one on television. (Psst! Boss! You mean your cover!) (My what?) (It's your cover! You're not cleared for television!) (Wait a minute, you're blowing...) KLANG! KLANG! KLANG! on the bell, beat, beat, beat goes [..] (for someone who likes e-bookends) Please acknowledge receipt of transmission. >CAST YDNIC (cause text to assume gaseous form) ON PARAGRAPH A n d t h e r e w e r e a l l t h e s e -=cows=-... And I'd like to turn on the light, but I'm blinded by the noctilucae. All marine luminescent flagellates loook alike when you have fireflies in your eyes like those splotches of color that dance before your eyes just before you go to sleep except they're less colorful and less lonely as you lie there hugging your pillow because there's no one next to you since half your family moved to Florida and your roommate's gone home for the weekend and you didn't pay the phone bill so you can't call anyone and you need a hug anyway... Of course, when I find myself in times of trouble... I GO TO MCDONALDS! For a Shark Cheese McMuffin which smells too bad to eat but I don't intend to eat, just to observe... Do you ever feel like a pawn to k9, throws steak to Pit Bull and what do I do now? Does anybody know the troubles I've seen? I knew I would ask that. Unbelievable, y'know? So there I was, Lectroids to the left of me, Lectroids to the right of me, they've got Lectroids in the kremvax and Lectroids in the lime mescaline-flavored jello... M``````MELLOJELLOMO-MERRY,FEEFIEFOO-FERRY,TIC-TAC-TOEBERRY Franken-Choco-Boo-Berry! Bo Berry! \|/ "-A-aaaaiiiiiieeeeeeeeee!!!" /|\ -- man who discovered the cloud of dancing pubic hair this cradle cannot stay us forever SO VOTE FOR the common FaCtoR, the union label, and the North Dakotan way, which means act invisible and if everyone ignores you, you are, except for the satellites and spy eyes and NSA message scanners (hi, scanner-person!) when in the course I missed the midterm so I had to drop cause I couldn't make it up but even if you cared about my problems instead an BEING INSENSITIVE FUCKHEADS WHO DON'T KNOW WHEN TO BACK OFF! I MEAN I'M HAVING A BAD DAY ALREADY, WITHOUT YOU PINK BOY DROOLING DICKHEADS AMPLIFYING THE PAIN, pain, more pain, I sense great annoyance. Seeing as how Pooky is God and Richard Sexton is a Mensan, what do I do with the lint under my toenails after I dig it out? Maybe I should pull off the toenails with a magnetic stud remover, but I'm afraid of the cursed eraser effect. And there are no conspiracies in this froup. Really. You have my word on it. None whatsoever. Fnord. Keep sending that S*** M**** data tho. Why would anyone pretend to be thrown? is not a muffin quine. The Matrix has changed since his day anyway. Lord, how that AI could cry. So the net.cat.people have their day, as long as I can have Wednesday sundaes at particpating Carvel ice cream stores, do they get lowered grades for not participating? Enquiring minds (if there is such a thing) want to know. Wonder if they have ice weasels. [insert generic message component here] -- cindy (we're all cindy, here) It's 9:06am on a Saturday and I'm looking for a way to pass the time. It's 9:06am on a Saturday and I'm looking for a way to pass the time. It's 9:06am on a Saturday and I'm looking for a way to end this rime. I'm bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, alone, and bored. __________ +---------------+ \ And what\ | | \ is this \ | | \ supposed\ | | \ to be? \ | | \_________\ +---------------+ Cindy is a geek! (No, not you, the other one.) But the show's improving. Kent's personality seems to have stabilized dramatically... he's got that loquacity down. Of course, now Mac's gabbling it up again, but what can you do? FWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Yipe! Well, that's one suggestion. The warhead drops. The Coca Cola Corp. is not going to like this. Especailly after the smoothed out the ridges of all the cans around here. All that effort. You're going to have to answer to them for this. Cindy... er... Mike "Deja vu" 3. -- "...billions and billions..." | Mike Threepoint (D-ro 3) -- not Carl Sagan | linhart@topaz.rutgers.edu "...hundreds if not thousands..." | FidoNet 1:107/513 -- Pnews | AT&T +1 (201)878-0937