From:	Thunda <Thunda@*********.CX>
Subject:	Re: LYNCH!!!
Date:	Wed, 8 Jan 1997 22:50:35 +0000

>>>>>[Hey Lynch, I hope you still got some teeth left after all that
shakin' yer doin', so's I c'n knock 'em all out. All I can hear is the
shit squishin' in your diapers boy.


Oh, hey, How're you on decipherin' access and authorisation codes? I
got some real beauties fer ya. hehehehehehehe...



Goodbyeeee, goodbyeee...
wipe the tear from your eye
don't you cryeee...


hehehehehehehehehe.....


hodyhum, humdyho, hey this is is kinda fun ya know Lynch, lookit, why
don't ya'll give me a hand here, maybe someone can tell me what this
damn button means.


+++++Include: Live trid broadcast.


A pair of large hands move over delicate circuitry and wiring, slowly
replacing a front panel. The panel contains a series of numbered and
lettered buttons, wires in the back of the panel are badly jumbled, as
are the front panel fixtures. The panel is fixed back onto a polished
steel cylinder that extends out of camera shot. As it clicks into place,
a series of beeps are heard, and the panel flickers alive.


"It's this button here Lynchy," a dirty finger points to a now lit
button, marked ACTIVATE/DEACTIVATE. The finger pushes the button, and a
series of LEDs spring into life at the top of the panel. Starting at
36:00:00 "Oh shit, now what the fuck have I done... damn, it's counting.
Oh hell, never mind. hehehehehehe."


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-- Thunda <22:47:18/01-08-58>