In article <ckgt03$ct0$1@nnrp.gol.com>, B Robson <Xb-robsonX@gol.com> 
wrote:

> Or you could be a boring party wrecker. Know any good jokes? I got one.
> Q How many apples does a Tasmanian need to fuck his sister?
> A None, he is already married to her.

I have always been amazed at how just the fact that I am from Tasmania 
was enough to reduce people to the mentality of a ten-year old, and make 
them think that somehow the most obvious of jokes - that I have heard 
over and over again from the same sort of boring people - are somehow 
original and amusing.

> > Nowhere in the page is it even implied that the woman has a disability.
> 
> Go to the bathroom. Look in the mirror. There is a boring man with no 
> sense of humour and no future.

I'm rubber and you're glue, whatever you say bounces off me and sticks 
on you...oh, wait.  You're right - I am boring, have no sense of humour, 
as well as no future, and I didn't even need to look in a mirror to see 
that.

And 10 minutes later, in reply to himself Brett wrote in article <ckgtj1$d1u$1@nnrp.gol.com>:

> B Robson wrote:
> 
> >> Nowhere in the page is it even implied that the woman has a disability.
> > 
> > 
> > Go to the bathroom. Look in the mirror. There is a boring man with no 
> > sense of humour and no future.
> 
> 
> Why did you come back? No one said come back.

For the moment I'll assume that this is directed at me, and not a 
schizophrenic attack on yourself.

First of all, I was not aware that I had gone anywhere.  Secondly, I was 
not aware that this was an invitation-only group.  Perhaps this should 
be in the FAQ?

-- 
Rodney Webster
http://knot.mine.nu/