Are You a Wigger?
CocoTheStripper
Are You a Wigger?
Don't worry -- it washes off...
by Chuck Pearson
* As I walked towards the exit of the K-Mart, I noticed the pimply White youth
ahead of me. His spindly arms and legs protruded from vast, flapping black
"warmups." His baseball hat was on backwards. His red hair was closely cut,
nearly shaved off, and an earring dangled from the pierced lobe of one ear.
He moved with a slow, arrogant "pop" to his walk, a sort of strut in which he
jerked at the end of each step. He went through the door ahead of me -- and let
the door go in my face. Then, he stopped right outside the door to block my
way, standing with his back turned to me, observing the parking-lot sky.
White nigger.
* I cycled down a quiet residential street, all small single-family homes in a
White area, the embodiment of the American Dream. It was not long before
Christmas, and people were putting up decorations. Suddenly, I heard a loud,
distorted blast of the awful noise I've been moving away from all of my life --
Negro "rap," chanted commands and threats. I turned, and saw a White man in his
thirties out on his lawn stringing Christmas lights on his neat brick home --
to the accompaniment of a grunting "boom box."
White nigger.
* As I waited to cross the street, a small car pulled up to the stoplight,
driven by a young White girl. Her hand went to a knob on the dashboard. "MUUUU.
OOOON." said the car stereo, loaded with some Negro CD. The car body buzzed and
rattled like an overloaded washing machine. "Here I am! Look at me!"
I did look at her -- straight down my nose. I'm sure I had an expression on my
face as though I were examining an especially nasty grade of excrement. I put
my fingers in my ears. My fingers, my ears.
The hand streaked to the dash again! "THUPP THUPP THUPP THUPP THUPP!" shouted
the offended car as it sped away.
White nigger.
* As I walked through the beautiful suburban park, a group of White teenagers
moved out from a park bench to block my way. These "nonconformists," these
"rebels," were all dressed identically in expensive, baggy "FUBU" suits, Air
Jordan sneakers, backwards hats. As a "ghetto blaster" shouted a litany of
filth, a youth gripped a girl's buttocks, and they began to make slow, grinding
movements in imitation of the sex act. "F**k her in the a**!" shouted one White
boy, hardly old enough to shave.
White niggers.
* The White boy sat on the stage of the TV show, his "hip-hop" clothes hanging
off him in great folds, a faint stubble on his adolescent face, staring out
over the audience with his mouth open. A large, glittering marijuana leaf
emblem adorned the front of his baseball hat.
"Don't you know what you look like? Who's going to give you a job?" asked the
show's host.
The boy stared, saying nothing.
"That's a marijuana hat. You're telling everyone you're a drug user."
The boy stared.
"That hat, it, it just came into the house before I could say anything," whined
the boy's alleged parent.
White nigger.
It is the goal of Jews to compartmentalize Whites, to split one generation off
from the next so that young people will not learn from the experiences of their
elders. As one generation "rebels" against the previous one, its wallets empty
into Jewish hands.
It works well, and we have seen Jews seize control of and exploit each new
technology to further this end. Records and movies made the "jazz craze" of the
Twenties possible. Then there was a Depression, then a fratricidal war, during
which Jews -- who got to stay home, produce records, make movies, and make
fortunes as government contractors while Whites fought each other -- laid the
groundwork for what was to come.
There is nothing the Jews hate like the image, the very idea of America in the
1950s: a cohesive, 90% White nation enjoying economic prosperity. We cannot
escape from the endless kike mockery of Whites: "Ozzie and Harriet!" "Mom and
Pop." "Ward and June Cleaver!" "Whitebread people in a whitebread town."
Do you really, genuinely understand how much Jews hate you, your family, and
your way of life, White man? It took only seconds to find the following on the
Web, the lies and spittle of some unknown Jewish writer, and it's so typical --
In 1948 the booms were on. Three of them: babies, bucks and belligerence.
Fortune magazine proclaimed as much, as early as 1946. "This is a dream era,
this is what everyone was waiting through the blackouts for. The Great American
Boom is on.
The unprecedented affluence produced a magical world of comfortable and secure
sameness. Even without the harsh will to conform, imposed from above by
red-baiting politicos and fear-mongering right-wingers, the great sprawling
American masses found just what they wanted in the new suburbs with their
celebratory backyard barbecues on the reliable squares of green grass that
always needed trimming. This was the true promise of American life. If it looks
bland and regimented fifty years later, be wise. Back then this was utterly
liberating.
The suburbs and small towns were great places to raise kids. After decade-long
economic chaos and a terrible war, parents sought refuge from it, in the safety
of suburban cocoons. There was a trike on the front sidewalk, a baby-pool in
the backyard, and bottles sterilizing on the stove -- it was an earthly
paradise for the vast majority of those in or about to enter the middle class.
Naturally, the Cold War's icy hand had the boom by the throat. Right down to
the cookie-cutter suburbs and the conformist values. But scarcely any
suburbanites cared all that much that no blacks and few non-WASPs were allowed.
Or that absolute rules banned fences, clotheslines, unapproved paint schemes
and uncut grass. (They cut it for the slothful and sent the bill).
No matter that this same postwar period was also when hundreds of thousands of
Jews left New York City and flooded the "cookie-cutter" suburbs around there,
and also moved to new developments in Florida and Southern California. One
standard for Jews, another standard for everyone else.
One could write a thesis -- web search on "Adjectives Used by Modern Writers
(almost invariably too young to have experienced them) To Describe the
Fifties." In moments, I had-
* rigid (has standards)
* repressive (enforces standards)
* boring (no drive-bys, drugs, AIDS, pregnancies...)
* conformist (adheres to standards)
* "kids brought up to act middle-aged" (quiet, intelligent, responsible)
* enforced conformity (order)
* uncreative (no grafitti)
* "cookie-cutter identical people" (White)
* "ticky-tacky little houses" (places where White people live)
A Jewish teacher had us singing that "ticky-tacky little people, little houses"
song in grade school. "And they're all made out of ticky-tacky and they all
look just the same."
Gosh. I wonder who that song was about...
It was about you, White man. Help the Jew, he mocks you in return. No matter
that the Jew prospered from our sweat, lived in the houses we built, drove on
the roads we paved, drank the water we filtered. Tikkun olam -- Remaking The
World! Our safe, stable society does not suit the Jew; he works assiduously to
tear it down. '50s Jew Hollywood set to work pumping out Elvis and "rebellion"
movies about duck-tailed, switchblade-wielding "juvenile delinquents."
The '50s became the '60s. Jews, bent on altering America's racial composition
to make themselves feel safer, succeeded in weakening our immigration laws in
the early '60s; this was followed by the "Let slip the niggers and cry
'Havoc!'" of the Civil Rights Act of 1964. The cities began to burn; in
response to that, the Gun Control Act of 1968 was passed to make self-defense
more difficult.
As blacks chanted "Burn, Baby, Burn," hypnotized Whites high-fived with them
and chanted, "Tune in, turn on, drop out." Jewish political agitators like
Jerry Rubin and Abbie Hoffman told Whites to kill their parents, and the Jewish
entertainment industry packaged and marketed the music, the silly clothes, the
beads, bells, pipes, and papers of this Jew-engineered "rebellion." Today, the
"radicals" freely admit their tactics. "The country wasn't coming apart at all.
We just kept saying that until it did."
This wave washed over us, and, in its wake, Whites discovered that taking LSD
doesn't provide an income. Jews distracted us again with the "disco" fad --
more loud music and flashing lights! Whites were still gyrating to that tune,
filling Jewish money bags by buying more stupid clothes and records and
flocking to "clubs," when Jews decided to package and market another product to
the next upcoming generation -- the nigger.
As always, Jews are in the forefront of any new communications technology.
First records, then movies, then radio, TV...now video rentals and satellites.
Jewish media control is an established, documented fact, not open to argument.
The Jewish entertainment industry has used the power of satellites to transmit
the American Gang Nigger worldwide. Weird, senseless nigger clothing styles
like "saggin'," lumbering around with one's pants down around one's ankles, are
copied, copied, copied all over the world.
* I heard a thumping, and glanced down a gangway between two buildings. There,
on a piece of dirty cardboard spread on the ground, White youths in the
regulation Negro gang attire jerked to the pounding of a "box," spinning around
on their backs and kicking their legs in the air like dying cockroaches.
White niggers.
Like the "hippie" of the '60s, the white nigger is a complete consumer package
-- the expensive-to-buy, cheap-to-make sweatshop clothes from the perennial
Jewish "rag trade," as Jews call it, the "music" and gang movies that pour
billions of White dollars into outstretched Jewish hands. It's called
"disposable income" for a reason -- money that Whites are throwing away. Let's
not forget the made-in-Israel, smuggled-by-Hasids "Ecstasy" pills made to
dissolve individuals into one great big sweating touchy-feely, aracial mass,
twitching and jumping on the floor of a Jew-owned night club as the silly
lights flash and the cash register rings frantically. Five dollars for a small
bottle of water! Such a business, it's! Jews need rakes to pull in your money,
White boy.
With the clothing and the noise and the stupid behavior come the stupid
attitudes, the self-destructiveness and self-hatred, the Jewish poison spooned
down us. Concidentally, I looked up from writing this to see a Frontline
special on PBS titled The Merchants of Cool about precisely this subject.
Typically, a program such as this can go on for hours showing us one hooked
nose after another, subjecting us to one abrasive Jewish voice after another
directing, inventing, promoting, selling, researching -- and never once use the
word "Jew."
The Merchants of Cool showed us how the current niggerization of youth, the
coarsening, the dumbing-down, the filth, violence, and sex are all products of
the same mega-Jewish "entertainment" corporations. One character on Murray
Rothstein's ("Sumner Redstone") MTV is "The Mook," Tom Green, who specializes
in idiotic behavior, vomiting on cue, striking himself in the crotch with a
stick, waving his rear end back and forth while walking on a table. In one
scene, "Mook" goes "poo diving." He dons flippers, face mask, and snorkel, and
leaps into achurning brown tank of sewage at a treatment plant.
One finds oneself cheering on the possibility of hepatitis, TB, meningitis,
flesh-eating staph. Go, microbes!
The show whined that the poor teens are "trying to invent their own culture,
all to themselves," but that the "greedy corporations" keep taking it from them
and "commercializing" it. In the first place, children have never created and
run their own culture. In healthy, racially homogeneous nation-states, there
can be continuity, with several generations living under one roof and children
learning from parents and grandparents. Normal human life flows as a continuum;
it does not progress in a series of Jew-driven commercial jerks with new
clothes, new "music," new "causes" every ten years. Old and young are not each
other's enemies.
Secondly, there is no low point beyond which Jews will not go. The program
showed how teens have become louder and louder, more and more vulgar and
obscene, with "rage rock," desparately trying to swear loud enough and act
repellent enough and paint themselves weirdly enough that "society will leave
them alone." It showed how the loudest and filthiest of teen bands one
day...was appearing on MTV the next.
Kids, it isn't possible. You can't out-dirty a Jew. No matter what you do, Jews
will eagerly scoop up your filth, package it, and sell it back to you.
While White teens watch 15 hours or more of "professional wrestling" every
week, lumbering around wearing convict headrags, biker boots, and carrying
baseball bats wrapped in barbed wire and injuring each other in after-school
fights based on the contrived nonsense they see on TV, Jewish kids are studying
like mad to ace their SATs to ensure that they end up hiring these Whites to
mop floors in a few years. Get ready to serve a sharp little Jewish boss, White
boy -- if he'll have you at all. The Mexicans and other aliens Jews are
flooding our country with work a lot cheaper than you do.
Hip-Hop White Boy, you're a hip-hop sucker. While you slide down someone's
expensive railing on your skateboard (that you bought from a Jew) and then
split your head open on the cement, and stagger around saying "Oh wow, oh wow,"
Jews are banding together to take over entire towns, stealing money and
fiddling with the census figures so that taxpayers will support segregated
Hebrew schools where Jewish kids can learn WITHOUT HAVING TO SIT NEXT TO IDIOTS
LIKE YOU.
You can't out-dirty a Jew -- but you can outsmart him. If you'll listen to the
older White men the Jews are trying so hard to make you hate, we'll tell you
how to do it. We're not like Jews -- we have nothing to sell you. We will give
you a future, though.
Want to have your own culture? Then do so. Reject the Jew, the criminal nigger,
the alien. White culture is the greatest culture the world has ever known.
Proof? Look at that stupid TV (that Whites invented). LOOK at it. The whole
world is wearing blue jeans and T-shirts and sneakers and ball caps and
carrying handy little backpacks, or wearing business suits and shirts and ties.
Everyone wants a car and an air conditioner and a refrigerator and a
computer...all White inventions of the last few centuries in the greatest
upsurge of technological innovation ever seen. The whole world wants to have
what we've built; all the blacks and Chinese and Mexicans put together did not
do, could not do in 10,000 years what we've done in 100.
Don't buy expensive, silly clothes made for pennies in Jew-run foreign
sweatshops. Don't buy music, support causes, or watch programs that teach you
to hate yourself, your family, and your race. If you want to rebel, REBEL
AGAINST THE JEW WHO CONTROLS YOU, right down to the clothes on your back,
everything you're taught in school, and everything you're allowed to see, read,
hear, and buy.
Many of your parents are also victims of what Jews have done to our society;
they are often as confused as you are, as full of self-hate -- as the rebel,
you may have to lead the way in your family. Do everything that Jews don't want
you to do! Stay away from booze, drugs, and promiscuous sex. Dress simply, be
kind and respectful. "Please," "Thank you," and "I'm sorry" do not mean
weakness, and they will be repaid many times over. Did a Jew ever tell you to
cultivate spirituality in yourself, to learn the value of cleanliness, quiet,
and order? Learn to use tools, to live and find your way in the outdoors, to
fix and make and grow things; let the fools run to the mall and spend all their
money on nigger CDs and makeup and baggy clothes. If your parents won't or
can't teach you these things, get books and teach yourself and friends.
Jews aren't cool. They're parasites, manipulators, speculators, middlemen who
live by buying and selling the work of others. We don't need them for anything.
Niggers aren't cool either. Niggers know how to break bottles and make gang
signs and pee in other people's hallways. I'm a middle-aged White guy. I'm
cool.
I don't smoke. I don't drink. I don't do drugs. I'm normal, not queer, and I
don't screw around. I don't gamble. I don't hang around dangerous places with
stupid people. I don't waste money on Jew-pushed, foreign-made consumer junk.
That's why I don't have cancer or cirrhosis or AIDS or huge emergency room
bills. I don't have lawyers after me for child support and collection agencies
after me for unpaid bills and loan sharks after me for gambling debts and drug
dealers ringing my bell wanting their money.
I don't have a hangover or a system full of toxic, made-from-God-knows-what
drug residue to get rid of. I exercise, walk, run, ride bikes. In the winter,
too. Niggers laugh at me -- from heated buses. Can't catch me. When they're
doubled over gasping and puking up McDonald's and KFC, I'm fine, good for
another twenty miles. I don't eat that stuff. When niggers are crying about
cold, bundled up in their huge down "Starter jackets," I'm wearing shorts.
White people are hard, fast, strong, tough, resilient. Don't let TV-Jews tell
you any different or put you down. Niggers just play basketball -- Whites
invented it.
I don't sit and watch other people do things on TV. I do things for myself. I
know how to put a computer together and how to sleep outside, how to build a
fallout shelter, how to kill and cook a rabbit. I can make a camera from
scratch and take pictures with it and develop the pictures. I can not only take
the pictures, but I can write and edit the whole magazine and run the printing
press. I can build radio equipment. I can run almost anything in a machine
shop, and make almost any kind of tool, often from discarded junk. I know how
to use microscopes and Geiger counters and welding torches. As SF writer
Heinlein said, "Specialization is for insects."
I am so cool that I screw caps back on fire hydrants and pick up trash from the
street and call to get traffic lights fixed. I am an asset to everyone around
me, and I have improved every place I've ever lived, just by being myself and
doing the things that responsible White men do. What did your nigger "friends"
ever do for you except borrow stuff and not return it, steal money from your
parents' dresser the second they got into your house, and try to screw your
sister?
I am one of the people who helps to design, build, and maintain our
civilization. I'm way cooler than any finger-popping nigger ever was, and I
know it. That's why I'm so quiet you hardly know I'm around. I don't need a
loud car stereo or a ring in my nose -- I've got a life. You don't see me much
down on the corner, clutching at my genitals, shouting obscenities, and beating
up parking meters. I'm at work, or at home, listening to classical music and
trying to help my race by writing material like this, to try to make Whites
feel good about themselves and to get them to spit up some of the Jew-poison
we're soaked in day and night.
You can have a life too. Start NOW to make yourself a future; if you're going
to "collect" anything, make it gold and silver coins, firearms, items of
intrinsic value, not some Jew swindler's worthless baseball cards and phony
autographed bats. Don't laugh at "materialism;" by the time you're 45, you'll
want some money in the bank and a house in a quiet, safe area very badly. Don't
throw it away on dope, on stupid clothes, at the "raves," or in living high in
some "hot area." Trust me on this.
Get a grip on your world; if you understand the past and present, you'll have
an easier time shaping a future. Turn off the TV -- it is poison. Study some
history -- just the recent history of America. Start with the last 50 years or
so, and work back. This country has changed for the worse so much in the last
few decades that it's almost unbelievable. Seek out and study census figures
showing the immense racial changes that have been engineered by Jews.
Save and cherish your family history, the old photos and scrapbooks. Old people
are a priceless resource. Talk to them. They can tell you what was across the
street before that ugly mall was put in, how people used to live, where and how
they worked. You will always be glad that you spent time with them, and you'll
always remember the things they can tell you; fifty hours or fifty years of MTV
contain no value at all and will be forgotten in no time. Look at maps and
aerial photos on the Web, and historical pages. Try to find old books,
magazines, and newspapers that will show you more accurately what American
society used to be like before MTV. Many libraries have old magazines like Good
Housekeeping and Popular Science on microfilm. Use these resources to challenge
the crap, the Jewish-controlled lies you're being taught in school these days.
What was really wrong with The Merchants of Cool? The premise of the program
was that we should calmly sit down with Jews and discuss their unparallelled
destruction of White culture as the destruction continues. What was right about
the show? It proved, yet again, why Jews have no place in civilized society.
Thanks, PBS, for the pictures of underage girls gyrating in whipped-cream
bikinis, the images of idiots vomiting on themselves and swimming in excrement,
that leave no doubt as to what must be done for White culture to survive.
It's not fair to you kids, but there's a war on. We're sorry it's gotten this
far, but we're working against a very powerful enemy; the Jew makes up for his
tiny numbers with his tenacity and his racial cohesiveness. Jews stick together
like glue, and Whites must learn to do the same.
Don't be a white nigger. Just Say No -- To Jews.
Susan Cohen
> WHITE NIGGER
>
> Are You a Wigger?
> Don't worry -- it washes off...
>
> by Chuck Pearson
>
> * As I walked towards the exit of the K-Mart, I noticed the pimply
White youth
> ahead of me. His spindly arms and legs protruded from vast, flapping
black
> "warmups." His baseball hat was on backwards. His red hair was
closely cut,
> nearly shaved off, and an earring dangled from the pierced lobe of
one ear.
>
> He moved with a slow, arrogant "pop" to his walk, a sort of strut in
which he
> jerked at the end of each step. He went through the door ahead of me
-- and let
> the door go in my face. Then, he stopped right outside the door to
block my
> way, standing with his back turned to me, observing the parking-lot
sky.
>
> White nigger.
Racist biggot.
>
> * I cycled down a quiet residential street, all small single-family
homes in a
> White area, the embodiment of the American Dream. It was not long
before
> Christmas, and people were putting up decorations. Suddenly, I heard
a loud,
> distorted blast of the awful noise I've been moving away from all of
my life --
> Negro "rap," chanted commands and threats. I turned, and saw a White
man in his
> thirties out on his lawn stringing Christmas lights on his neat brick
home --
> to the accompaniment of a grunting "boom box."
>
> White nigger.
Racist bigot.
>
> * As I waited to cross the street, a small car pulled up to the
stoplight,
> driven by a young White girl. Her hand went to a knob on the
dashboard. "MUUUU.
> OOOON." said the car stereo, loaded with some Negro CD. The car body
buzzed and
> rattled like an overloaded washing machine. "Here I am! Look at me!"
>
> I did look at her -- straight down my nose. I'm sure I had an
expression on my
> face as though I were examining an especially nasty grade of
excrement. I put
> my fingers in my ears. My fingers, my ears.
>
> The hand streaked to the dash again! "THUPP THUPP THUPP THUPP THUPP!"
shouted
> the offended car as it sped away.
>
> White nigger.
Racist bigot.
>
> * As I walked through the beautiful suburban park, a group of White
teenagers
> moved out from a park bench to block my way. These "nonconformists,"
these
> "rebels," were all dressed identically in expensive, baggy "FUBU"
suits, Air
> Jordan sneakers, backwards hats. As a "ghetto blaster" shouted a
litany of
> filth, a youth gripped a girl's buttocks, and they began to make
slow, grinding
> movements in imitation of the sex act. "F**k her in the a**!" shouted
one White
> boy, hardly old enough to shave.
>
> White niggers.
Racist bigot.
>
> * The White boy sat on the stage of the TV show, his "hip-hop"
clothes hanging
> off him in great folds, a faint stubble on his adolescent face,
staring out
> over the audience with his mouth open. A large, glittering marijuana
leaf
> emblem adorned the front of his baseball hat.
>
> "Don't you know what you look like? Who's going to give you a job?"
asked the
> show's host.
>
> The boy stared, saying nothing.
>
> "That's a marijuana hat. You're telling everyone you're a drug user."
>
> The boy stared.
>
> "That hat, it, it just came into the house before I could say
anything," whined
> the boy's alleged parent.
>
> White nigger.
Racist bigot. I dare you to go on Jerry Springer and tell them what you
are.
>
> It is the goal of Jews to compartmentalize Whites,
Uh-huh, I *thought* so! *Another* Jew-hating bigot.
Someone should stick you together.
Susan
justice-for-all
Susan Cohen wrote:
> CocoTheStripper wrote:
> > WHITE NIGGER
> >
> Susan
eno...@yahoo.co.uk
Wull
I have been wanting to ask you for a while now,
what is the derivation of the name Enola? If you
know?
We had the plane that dropped the atomic bomb on
Japan and my mother in law had the name Enola. I
never heard it before.
TIA
Wull
eno...@yahoo.co.uk wrote:
>
> Bugger off.
Pinky & Perky sing the Blues
<eno...@yahoo.co.uk> wrote in message
news:1103584649....@c13g2000cwb.googlegroups.com...
> Bugger off.
>
============================
Why?-I found his post extremely interesting - and while I might not agree
with every one of his conclusions, I feel his general canvas of a white race
being systematically destroyed is entirely valid.
I, for instance, have long been of the opinion that the plethora of
'confession' TV shows (in the UK we have a particularly unpleasant one,
hosted by a creature that calls itself 'Tricia') is nothing but a vile a
circus ring, into which the debased white working classes are led by their
tormentors in order that they might be publicly humiliated. I am also firmly
of the opinion that this humiliation is purposeful, and is intended to be
part of the destruction of white Christian culture in the UK
So let Coco carry on posting, at least his views are interesting - and may
well contain some uncomfortable truths that some here would rather not
listen to.
Pinky & Perky sing the Blues
"Wull" <wma...@gt.rr.com> wrote in message
news:41C7607D...@gt.rr.com...
> We had the plane that dropped the atomic bomb on
> Japan and my mother in law had the name Enola. I
> never heard it before.<<
=============================
Ahhh, Wulliam - here in the UK we have very few Enola's, but an awful lot of
Gays!.........
Susan Cohen
How many is an awful lot?
Susan
Susan Cohen
> news:1103584649....@c13g2000cwb.googlegroups.com...
> > Bugger off.
> >
>
> ============================
>
> Why?-I found his post extremely interesting - and while I might not
agree
> with every one of his conclusions, I feel his general canvas of a
white race
> being systematically destroyed is entirely valid.
By Jew-hating bigots no less.
> I, for instance, have long been of the opinion that the plethora of
> 'confession' TV shows (in the UK we have a particularly unpleasant
one,
> hosted by a creature that calls itself 'Tricia') is nothing but a
vile a
> circus ring, into which the debased white working classes are led by
their
> tormentors in order that they might be publicly humiliated. I am also
firmly
> of the opinion that this humiliation is purposeful, and is intended
to be
> part of the destruction of white Christian culture in the UK
You should see ours. Jerry Springer in particular. And its not
just whites on the show but negros, transvestites, transsexuals etc.
> So let Coco carry on posting, at least his views are interesting -
and may
> well contain some uncomfortable truths that some here would rather
not
> listen to.
Like his obvious anti-semitism.
Susan
eno...@yahoo.co.uk
Preachers - a good Welsh band. Naturally I have heard of the Enola
Gay. I think the young girl in Waterworld was called Enola ... could
be wrong there.
eno...@yahoo.co.uk
Susan Cohen
Is it related to the odd name Enoch?
Susan
++The Commentator++
Jesus Tapdancing Keerist! You are really longwinded and boring.
*PLONK*