From: | "You bloody hagis!" <MKNABUSCH@******.BITNET> |
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Subject: | Night out. |
Date: | Mon, 29 Mar 93 21:51:00 EDT |
Stop yer groaning now. No heavy heat. Pistol packen is acceptable.
We aren't going to play chicken in MY Westwind. Anyone who wants
too can come. Just send me prior word. No shop talk. If I wanna hear
about decks I'll talk to Snarfingalius. I wanna know about heat, I'll
speak to my sister Sabre. I wanna know about spells, well, that's T.C.'s
department. Let's just have fun. Annoy Lone Star. Raze a block or two.
Talk politics. Anything other than shop-talk. Mall tag even sounds fun.
Buzzing go-gangers is looking attractive...but its for another vechile.
That's the basic stipulations. That is all.
I still want to know why so many women out there think we're
crass individuals. Hmmm. Does wonders for the old stereo type.
I've always been and will be the gentleman, except when I get miffed
like with Sly. That is NOT me but my evil twin. Honest. I am not
going to flame them...if they prejugde me, then so be it. That is their
mistake. Besides, I'm spoken for, I don't have to worry.]<<<<<
-Harlequin <Lots o' laughs>