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There. Much better.
:)
See ya tomorrow, guys.
*quickly slaps dognuts before running off.
But then I found out from one of his ex-es, that he was not just bill gates, but THE bill gates, the mind behind the evil that is win98. The same evil system that has tortured and tormented me for many, many years.
I left him in an instant. I phoned him up and ordered to meet. He was a bit excited. As soon as he got to where i was waiting I broke it off straight away. At first he thought i was kidding, but i repeated and repeated it over and over until he got the hint.
That's when the gifts started coming. The flowers, the chocolates, the entire agent provocateur range, then the limos, the helecopters, he diddn't know when 'it's over' meant 'it's over'. In the end, a court restraining order finally set it into his mind.
As I said, he's over it now, he has someone else. An Aibo, I believe. I still hear from him from time to time, I got an X-Box last year from him as he was all excited about them at the time.
It still brings a tear to my eye.
> No point in that - I've told gates too many times that I'm not
> interested. He's sent me flowers, had his helecopter come to take me
> to rooftop candlelit dinners, i've said 'Gates, I'm just not
> interested. Much as I could be tempted to marry you and then divorce
> you and take all your money, Windows 98 was just too tormenting to my
> soul".
>
> He has come to terms with it now, and found companionship in another.
Lol!
He must really like you!
You'd make a great couple :D
*DM ducks the blow aimed at him*
He has come to terms with it now, and found companionship in another.
*Slave staggers about with his arms out, and walks into a cow. He rips out it's eyeballs and stuffs them in his own sockets so he can see (albiet in black and white), then proceeds to doughnut.
*Slave gets an auto-opening umbrella, drenches the handle with 'no more nails', then rams it into doughnuts throat. Then slave stuffs doughnuts head up the eyeless cows backside, releasing the auto-open on the brolly at the same time, which acts as an anchor. Doughnuts head is well and truely stuck up the cows rear.
Lovely in the country ain't it?