In a message dated 01/05/1998 11:22:57 GMT, you write: << Does this mean we are all going to be Aunties and Uncles to a young Belle or Sebastian ???? >> Christ, I hope not. Mind you, I was severely bouzed up last night. I didn't know where I was, or who anyone was. Although the sperm count is probably so low it wouldn't have an effect. And on top of that, the ones that are left pobably couldn't be arsed swimming anywhere, anyhoo. << Or has your infectious boredom just left you resigned to reading any olde cack ? >> Aye, that too. << Bugger ! I think I've caught this boredom lark.... >> It's highly contagious. Contageous. Contayjuss. Infeckshuss. You get it dead easy, like. << Old mother Hubbard, Pissed In her cupboard, She was bladdered and needed the loo. Not one for perfection, She laughed on reflection, "It's a good job I didn't need a poo". >> Genius. Move over Maya Angelou. Andy (Not a father. Honest. Wasn't me. Didn't do it. CSA? Never heard of 'em.) ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . This message was brought to you by the Sinister mailing list. . To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". . For subscribing, unsubscribing and other list information please see . http://www.majordomo.net/sinister . For questions about how the list works mail owner-sinister@majordomo.net . Nee nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa -----------------------------------------------------------------------