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Dear DSL,
Why do you have to be so difficult to have. First I had to wait forever for activation. Then I had to wait even longer for the hardware to show up. And now you're telling me that the phone company is still working on the line? Is it just impossible for me to have broadband internet? Do you remember when I signed up for WinFire free dsl, and the company went out of business a week after I had it setup? Then I had to call my bank and block them from charging my account. Then the 5 different attempts to have dsl setup through earthlink after that, each of which wasn't possible at the time. And now it is possible but I'm still waiting. Yes, still patiently waiting. Is this miracle ever going to happen? Or am I just destined to remain on 56K for the rest of my life.
Thanks for listening,
-Still without DSL
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Dear Diary,
Here it is another day, another tedious post.
Eternally tedious,
Lycia
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Dear coloring book,
First for the record I don't have cooties, they are crabs and I got them from some ship following wentch when I was in the navy. She was cleaning me gunners daughter and I guess she had just gotten back from red lobsters because soon I was covered with the cute little critters.
me
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Dear Mrs. Elbatcho-to-be,
Yeah, go ahead and get that test before the big day, honey.
Your friend,
Renée
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[quote]Originally posted by Renée:
<strong>Dear Mrs. Elbatcho-to-be,
Yeah, go ahead and get that test before the big day, honey.
Your friend,
Renée</strong><hr></blockquote>Dear Renée AKA Mrs. Elbatcho-to-be
you can run but can't hide, and my pet crabs are fun and to be treated as children not as pets.
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Arrr, does this including petting? Arrrr
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Hmmm, that didnt' sound right. let's try that again.
Arr!
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Arrr. I think ye got it matey. Arrr.
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Arr, shiver me timbers and swab the deck! Talk back, and you'll be kissin the one-eyed willie! Arrrrr!
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Ar! I be rasin' me main sail Ar!, Ar! Well batton down the hatches and rase the gunner's daughter, we be goin' out piratin' ARRRRRRRRRRRRRR-cough-hack--splat-rrrrrr-guuuuuurgggggle!
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Arrrrr, Blast me bow planks and swab me captains wheel. Arrrr
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Alas ye swash bucklers! Thar she blows, a hump like a snowhill, it be moby dick. Ar!
