huh?

I think it is very doubtful anything that could reasonably be done would change the military balance of power...in 3 or 5 or 10 years.

I think it is very doubtful that anything that could reasonable be done would change the way shopping trolleys only roll along sideways, and bump into other people.

If you are just going to echo what I said, I would appreciate it if you would do so first!

first-first-first! �Sticking my tongue out at you�

tease...

grumpy old muffin!

I happen to like my muffins old and grumpy...

Then Wer's your man! Were you always this Kinky, Mr. Lummoxlet, or have you just finished reading Alice in Wonderland? And where have you been all this time?

Yes, I have always been this kinky. And no, one is never finished reading Alice in Wonderland. Where have I been? Carpeting the baby's room, etc...

You're expecting a baby!!!! Now I remember. I should stay away from you - nearly went ahead and did it the first time you mentioned that baby. So what's happening? Is he/she there yet?

huh?

We're screwed, Wolf.

and doesn't it feel soooooo good?

�laughing myself to bits� Isn't Wer just the most modest person you've ever met where it comes to the subject of screwing??

The conclusion is inescapable: Any highly touted "threat" my be, in great measure, the product of domestic propaganda campaigns designed to promote and protect this country's military establishment.

huh? You've got me on that one!

WE LIVE IN A WONDERFUL WORLD THAT IS FULL OF BEAUTY We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty. Oh, that I had in the wilderness a lodging-place of wayfaring men! Maybe I'm in NAMBLA because I love boys, too. All sorts of explanations will be offered. Our lawyer at that time thought so too. Who was then the gentleman? Did the persecution team also not have reason to know? They said we would appeal it in Washington. We're the Communication People. Almost every man wastes part of his life attempting to display vision without action. It is a tale told by an idiot for the rest of us. And just what kind of thing does this pitiful overreacting ALWAYS lead to? Hillary Clinton. Secret of the Hidden Master Socrates: the Church has no native and legitimate right to acquire and hold property. The 'New Creature' that bears this advanced genetic trait came early in February, one wintry day. The sacrament of matrimony is something added to the contract and separable from it. More acronyms will be added as time permits. If the system breaks down the consequences will still be very painful. Pseudo-names are no longer acceptable for donation purposes. You are born to die and die you must. You want to think a little before you do that. How did our behavior come to be aligned by symbolization? Those Christians are unworthy to teach and should confine their eagerness at the prospect of new blood. Take control through liberated weirdness. But I respectfully suggest to the President, body language can help you in every aspect of life and business. When a distinguished but elderly scientist states that something is the texture of oranges, we are never so happy or unhappy as we think. War is the unfolding of miscalculations in its beginning as SEX. Let's do it again, White Man! White Woman! Let's Stand Up and Fight! And know where man's fulfillment lies! 9 MILLION souls saved! The swastika's roots can never be forgotten -- you won't be able to abuse your powers! The Ultimate Embodiment of Evil on Earth: any church that ordains fags (a fag church). All we ask is to be let alone several seconds before the maid or matron of honor reaches the chancel steps. At the core of why people resist the vision I bring is FUCKING SLACK, even unto death! I am a god damn visionary of EVIL HOLINESS! I want to make this place so unpleasant that they won't even think about underestimating the taste of the American public. Each victim on our side is worth in the sight of God a thousa d goyim. Passive activity income does not include the following: income for an activity that is not a passive activity. Every act of creation is first of all an act of destruction. And thus the native hue of resolution of the credence table (properly laid out) is a rare exception to this rule of thumb. Anybody who's actually in touch with the facts knows that it's people like you who make me wish an asteroid would drop by and plow the whole pipe-dream to smithereens. A brain phase had thus been induced by the musical excitements. I grieve over them on long winter evenings. Thus questions of origins and destinations are mea ingless. I plan to have Gail undergo hypnosis in the near future by a certified psychologist. Most people desperately want to cup those large breasts, raised to the dignity of a sacrament. They swell up. She let out a yelp...don't know why. It should be noted, we take this sensory deprivation for granted as if it were a natural state: the privilege of absurdity; to which no living creature is subject but man only.

I don't mind having mine cupped....

didn't figure YOU would...

yY know me better than I thought.

You that is!

that it is!

i say again, huh???

that, we think, is in the interest of stability of the region...

Ah, I do so enjoy the cupping of breasts (some of which the Wife finally has (however transiently...). That big pregnant belly's kinda sexy, too...

Ah, I do so enjoy the cupping of breasts (some of which the Wife finally has (however transiently...)). That big pregnant belly's kinda sexy, too...

Sorry about that finger-on-the-submit-button-stutter there. Guinness and Codeine tend to mess with the hand/keyboard coordination just a bit.

Glad to see your laying off the stuff since your wife can't partake either!

Yeah, but she gets to ride the Estrogen Roller Coaster first hand in person and I only get a contact high...

Sympathies!!!

for tommy or his wife?!?!

or the baby?

uh oh...

The wife for having to ride that emotional rollercoaster until a month or so after the baby is born, but sure as hell for Tommy also, for he probably gets run over every so often!

That would be a pleasant change, actually. Currently I'm being scraped along the tracks under the little cart. Oh, to be run over only once per lap!...

Just be patient, Tommy. About a month or so after the birth, when one stops hurting, one suddenly gets the urge BIG TIME. During that first few run-overs after my first baby was born, I lost all the inhibitions I might have had before - I was just so DESPERATE for sex! And the inhibitions never returned. How long before your baby comes?

November 11th, if she's anywhere near being on schedule.

That's so soon! And will you be present? Are you excited yet?

Is this topic dying? Already dead? Anyway: That's so soon! And will you be present? Yes. Are you excited yet? Yes. I'm actually quite looking forward to being a boring little stereotypical suburban fambly...

It may be little and stereotypical and suburban, but I can assure you it is not boring at all. It's great great fun! Babies are the sweetest, strangest little creatures imaginable!

The Wife's dilating and effacing! Any time now! Woohoo!

Oh, WOW! Let us know as soon as you can! What's he/she going to be called? But not too many details about how cute the baby is, okay? I'm trying my best not to be a third time mother by the time I'm 25!

I've got to wonder about this. Here you are talking about how good this experience is, and you don't want to go through it again.

ha-ha! Good question! And my answer: It's a brilliant experience - that's why I had it twice within two years. And I would love to have another however many children. But I would like to travel the world with them, to take them back to Africa, and do some travelling/working there, so if I carry on having babies for the next fifteen years, I'll be kindda old to do all the stuff I would like to do with them, by the time number 15 is big enough! Not to mention the cash problem, of course....

I wasn't suggesting 15 babies, merely 3 or 4. Besides, in fifteen years you will not be old, just middle-aged. These days old is more in your attitude than in your chronological age. My best example of this cones from almost two centuries ago. Daniel Boone was a mountain man, at a time when the average life expectancy of mountain men was 36yrs. When he made his last trip into the mountains to trap for the winter, camping out in sub-zero weather, and walking 1500 miles round trip from St.Louis, he was 8 . After that trip he retired. When he retired, he was old, not one day earlier. He lived 8 more years before dying of old age. You won't be 82 in 15 years, Riette. You will still be plenty young with a lot of life still ahead of you. Don't limit yourself.

I meant to say that Daniel Boone was 82 when he made his last trip, and then retired.

I don't limit myself! I am merely realistic. Life in Africa is very very different from here, especially if one isn't just travelling around for fun; you get very very ill (malaria, cholera, sleeping sickness, all sorts of illnesses), you get bitten by very poisonous snakes and scorpions, and in order to survive and to be able to HELP people, you need to be very healthy, to recuperate fast, and have a strong resistance to these things. While I want my children to learn to know Africa as half their her tage, not just a holiday spot, I don't want to make orphans of them while they're young just because of my roaming nature; I don't want to do these things at their cost. That's how I mean it. Also I'd rather have two children and give them all I've got, than have several with whom I won't be able to afford to do these things, and who would then have to grow up in spoiling spoonfeeding Switzerland having there little backsides and manners polished while not giving a damn about the world out there. It i not quantity, but quality that matters. First hand experience rather than black on white - that's how I see it for right or wrong. If I'm lucky enough to be able to roam with them until I'm 90, that would be great, but if I should fail by the time I'm 50 (which is quite possible in those conditions), I'd like for them to be at an age where they'd be able to survive on their own. And don't worry, I don't plan on getting old until the day I die...

By the way, do you have kids, Tim? How old? Girls, boys? Do you also enjoy it?

I have one child, a son age 8. I enjoy him very much. I will have to wait to have more, since I am not married at the present time.

That sounds practical to me. Do you sometimes take him along on your trips?

I can't just yet. Company policy requires him to be twelve. I also do not have custody, and it's going to be difficult to get his mother to agree to it.

I see - what a pity. Well, just play it nice to her until he's old enough, so she'll at least agree by then. I must go shopping now with my girls, and who knows what lies in store for us today! I'll see you later. GO TO BED, TIM! Night night, sweet dreams.

I have to go to sleep shortly, but it's only 2:30 here. Have a nice trip, and try to stay out of Germany, this time. Twice in two days might be hard for him to take. Have a good day, and we'll talk later. BYE

It snowed here yesterday!!! So we baked pancakes, and put up the Christmas decorations. I was great, and didn't annoy Chris for once!

That is too bad. But a good thing that you did not annoy Chris. I asked you in another conference how the trip was. Sorry to see it cancelled.

Oh, heck, Life is a long and liveable thing! I must warn you - I could suddenly dissappear; the girls are waking up. We've got bright sunshine today, so I'll take them to the zoo today. No, really! No wandering off this time! I'm not forgiven enough for that!

O K I know how precious sunshine is. Enjoy the day, and have a good time at the zoo.

How did the trip to the zoo go? Any spontaneous excursions this time? Did the day stay sunny? By the way what is the temperature there?

Oh, yesterday wasn't so much fun, I'm afraid. Although it's lovely and sunny, it is bloody bloody cold here, and it was horribly windy at the zoo, so we came back after half an hour, and ate McDonald's, went for ice cream at a caf�, and then we went to see a Rizzi exhibition, which we all adored. So it was fun anyway. And what were you up to today?

So far I've been just on the net. Shortly I'm going over to a friend's house to take her some things she left behind. then it's off to work. I'll tell you more later.

I called the candy company to inquire about the candy shipment and I'm glad I did. They had the order still in processing, said it would take two weeks. I told them that I can set things up to have an entire armored division from here sent anywhere in Europe within 48 hours, tanks and all. They had better find a faster route. Anyway they will ship out Monday and should be there Wednesday or Thursday. In addition to the chocolate covered cherries, I also sent some pecan pralines. Hope you enjoy them.

Don't worry about it! But I'm looking forward to them! I'll be buying your stuff as well today....wonder what chocolate I should buy...

Surprise me! Really though, you are the best judge of what Switzerland does best. It's like when I decided to send the pralines. Pralines are a tradition in the South, and the best, are made by the same company I got the cherries from I will warn you though, limit yourself on the pralines to 5 or 6 a day . Pecans are a natural laxative, eat too many, and you won't be able to leave the house.

ha-ha!!! I'll remember that! I got your chocolates today. Unfortunately I couldn't find the ones I was looking for, and so I took ones that looked interesting. I apologize now, in case they're not good! Now I just have to get the holey cheese on Monday, and it'll be on its way!

I have never known anything from Switzerland to be defective in any way. I'm sure that they will be just fine. I'm really looking forward to it.

What's your favorite swiss cheese, Ree?

Call me ignorant!! I thought there was only one kind of swiss cheese.

Oh, you naive man!

There was not a breach of security as such. It was a case of someone cutting a hole from the outside and facilitating the escape of three of our inmates.

That's right. And a yellow ruby ring is the only evidence we have of his actual existence, but we know for sure that this must mean he has at least one finger.

or toe.

Hey Stacey, how did you do that trick with the date of you posting? And what's the future like?

ummm... did it say 2036?? (I'm telnetting so I don't get to see all the groovy preview posts...)

Yeah, 2036. Cool, you are definitely ahead of the pack (at least as long as none of the other gals come barking at me with dates like 2041 or so. Oh, barking, say - haven't seen Wolf around lately...). So, what's it like in 2036? How was the trip to Europe you did in 1999? Am I still doing something (and did I make it to retirement, or did some non-crucial part give in and the rest followed)? And did I ever get my car rebuilt (that paint job, and all the good stuff, you know)?, Say, can you find out next weeks lottery numbers for me? And did the end of the world really happen, just they'd gotten the date wrong when they told us? Oh, too late! You're back in 1999. Forget above stuff, it's too late (or too early?). Still: Welcome back now.

and welcome back yesterday and tomorrow! (just making sure, you know?)

;=}

and now I'm really back!!

AND? What was the future like? Did I make it to retirement? Or did they ca$h in bigtime on that life-in$urance?

you faked your own death and cashed in the life insurance to retire...

Wow, but what a smart cat I am! Thanks for telling me (but obviosly, I would have come up with that idea myself), now all I need is a date with that insurance-guy and sign that dotted line! Wow!