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>Bane is summoned, as if responding to a dinner bell. Tying a huge napkin around what you might call a neck (in the most liberal sense of the word), he pulls out a wicked blade and a sharpening stone. Guess who is coming to dinner? Wonder if he will have room for just desserts?
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>Bane is so excited about the SPAM on tonight's menu that he might very well split in two. I think we will feast tonight, laddies and lassies!
Shaking his head in disappointment, the God of Grilled SPAM turns to
his avatar.
"Bane, I do believe you've cross-posted...Not only that, but your
message didn't wrap."
Tristaan
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Bane hangs his head in shame. The SPAMlust made him lose his common
sense. Humiliated, Bane wisps away in a sorry little puff of grey smoke,
with hardly as much as a rumble. He does so hate to disappoint.
>Bane hangs his head in shame. The SPAMlust made him lose his common
>sense. Humiliated, Bane wisps away in a sorry little puff of grey smoke,
>with hardly as much as a rumble. He does so hate to disappoint.
That's okay...even the God of Grilled SPAM has cross posted in the
past. Just so long as you refrain from further infringements on the
sanctity of the internet...<G>
> > >Bane is summoned, as if responding to a dinner bell. Tying a huge
> > >napkin around what you might call a neck (in the most liberal sense
> > >of the word), he pulls out a wicked blade and a sharpening stone.
> > >Guess who is coming to dinner? Wonder if he will have room for just
> > >desserts?
> > >Bane is so excited about the SPAM on tonight's menu that he might
> > >very well split in two. I think we will feast tonight, laddies and
> > >lassies!
> > Shaking his head in disappointment, the God of Grilled SPAM turns to
> > his avatar.
> > "Bane, I do believe you've cross-posted...Not only that, but your
> > message didn't wrap."
> > Tristaan
> Bane hangs his head in shame. The SPAMlust made him lose his common
> sense.
I think that's understandable. <smile>
> Humiliated, Bane wisps away in a sorry little puff of grey smoke,
> with hardly as much as a rumble. He does so hate to disappoint.
I wouldn't say I'm disappointed. Everyone makes mistakes. Those
two are even fairly common mistakes. <smile>
Anne
Elizabeth
Baldwin