Date: 10/27/97 7:08 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: Karnafexx
Reminds me of the time I had to walk 20 miles to school, uphill, both ways in 10 feet of snow with only a burlap sack for clothing.
I killed a grizzly "Baar" With my loose-leaf notebook that summer too.
::Written in choppy red crayola::Billy RayAKA: Karnafexx"Simply the Best"
An idea for discussion.
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Date: 10/29/97 9:42 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: Occurs
::sniffs through her long pointy nose as she tries to scatter the cobwebs from her creaky mind. Slowly works her toothless jaw as she ruminates.::Nae Aly, it be nekked wi' ta hot sun blistering your skin into a seething mass. And it was not sticks, the lucky ones had sticks! ::her voice creaks as her cataract eye glances to those assembled:: I had to use straw ::nods::Took many a beating in those days, those lucky ones with the sharp sticks would
cut us to ribbons - and I NEVER complained about it. *I* loved ta sport. Nae like these children around nowa days, flashing thier mithrial swords and... ::the spittle drips down her chin as her mumblings become incoherent::
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::sniffs through her long pointy nose as she tries to scatter the cobwebs from her creaky mind. Slowly works her toothless jaw as she ruminates.::Nae Aly, it be nekked wi' ta hot sun blistering your skin into a seething mass. And it was not sticks, the lucky ones had sticks! ::her voice creaks as her cataract eye glances to those assembled:: I had to use straw ::nods::Took many a beating in those days, those lucky ones with the sharp sticks would
cut us to ribbons - and I NEVER complained about it. *I* loved ta sport. Nae like these children around nowa days, flashing thier mithrial swords and... ::the spittle drips down her chin as her mumblings become incoherent::
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Date: 10/30/97 4:56 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: Kestryl Hk
::turns from the boards on her step stool to giggle at all the ancient ones, then turns back to post a reply warning::
If the years are catching up with ye, just remember one thing. Be kind to yer children, they'll choose yer nursing home.
Or in Raiyko's case, I'll probably have to do it.
::jumps down and skips away giggling, glad she's only 324 this year::
Kestryl Hideo Hawk
From: Kestryl Hk
::turns from the boards on her step stool to giggle at all the ancient ones, then turns back to post a reply warning::
If the years are catching up with ye, just remember one thing. Be kind to yer children, they'll choose yer nursing home.
Or in Raiyko's case, I'll probably have to do it.
::jumps down and skips away giggling, glad she's only 324 this year::
Kestryl Hideo Hawk
