|Date:||Fri, 15 Oct 1999 09:41:21 -0700 (PDT)|
> So, there you are - there were a few like that, but with most of the guns at
> home, we've got most of our people in place. The Horseshoe is gonna be
> a toughie tho' - Nurfton's holed up in there. How about your 'friends' - they
> might be just what we need - our guys are spread fairly thin controlling
> this stuff.]<<<<<
> -- Len<10:21:01/10-15-60>
Uh...I'm hoping that the 's as the end of "Nurfton's" implied _was_ not
_is_. That, or he has a brother I don't know about.
Especially seeing as "The Grinder" is now taking a dirt nap. Roy's
pushing up daisies. He's dead, Jim. He decided to cozy up to the wrong
girl and got slipped a lethal mickey. You may have missed it more
than a month ago, but I'm quite sure it happened, because I wrote it.
The archives have the details: look for stuff I wrote about two months
ago and go from there under "The scalpel is mightier than the sword" and
finally "Timely Demise" on Aug. 20th.
--Catch you later