>Be good chap and FOAD.
Do not FOAD, spindle or mutilate.
-- Don Gillikin (dgillikin@aol.com), 17 August 1995
I don't know what it is about this newsgroup---you're all so insufferably smug, especially that Jon Blum, who's always showing off by having no legs but standing anyway, stuck up and sickly sweet, like the twee twunk he is.
Then there's that author `bloke' Paul Cornell. You don't fool me. Come on, Paulie, admit it---you're really a woman! The dead giveaway is that you put female characters in your book, and you wouldn't need to do that unless you were making some kind of personal statement.
And what about little Shannon, eh? Out of her mouth comes more raw sewage than all the shit in Limerick---her arguments are the kind that get passed in _bodily_ functions. Trust me---I'm a logician, I'm _extremely_ clever, and I only contradict myself on Sundays. Funny how Shannon has to make a big issue out of the fact that she's got a bloke's middle name, as if that was a good reason for believing she's male.
Who's the most mindlessly violent librarian since Conan? It's definately Brigitte. Her posts are so childish and bigoted that she doesn't merit any attention whatsoever, yet there she is, cluttering up the bandwidth with flamin' hot chilli tomato purile.
Meanwhile, that Nazi Jennicatarrh can't even spell `sieg heil'. Your attempts at psychoanalysis indicate only a Freudian obsession with your subject, and don't try to deny it or we'll be even more certain of it than we are already.
And bloody hell these New Adventures are just so terrible. Who wants Doctor Who to have anything to say about sexuality, drugs or politics? Doctor Who should be light entertainment, like it always was, aimed at children, with no contentious moral issues. Fundamentally, this is what happens if you let women like Paul Cornell and Kate Orman write books---you get non-vacuous women with big chests, and that's frankly not on. And I haven't even read any of them, but I still know they're crap.
I hate you all. That's why I read this group.
-- Tamponax (ctm@dcs.ed.ac.uk), 17 August 1995
On 18 Aug 1995 in article
>Pizza". I am not in their area to order any, but I have often wanted to
>just drive over there out of pure curiousity.
They probably deliver, either 30 minutes before you order, or two weeks after, with no ability to control which.
-- Elsa Frohman (efrohman@nyc.pipeline.com), 18 August 1995
For me, traditional means stories where the TARDIS gets a flat tire and lands on a planet where the vulnerable but nice Feebles are being oppressed by the vicious and nasty Gonads and the Doctor is all that stands between the Feebles and extinction, he of course wins, usually after a bit of a mix-up and a few death threats.
-- Matt Jones (soa01mdj@gold.ac.uk), 19 August 1995
In <411t86$t7j@oznet03.ozemail.com.au>, Tim Archer
>"Power of the Daleks" were true. I received a call today from a weird guy
>called Alfie who said it was true.
I can vouch for Alfie. I called him too, and he confirmed that he works for ABC in the capacity of King of the Turnip People. Thank heavens there are still devoted root vegetable aficionados like him around to help all us archive-starved DW fans. He also put me in touch with his colleague Pigbin Josh*, who confirms everything.
* I asked Mr Josh to spell his middle name, and apparently it's RRUR. Though he didn't sound entirely sure.
-- Peter Anghelides (anghelides@vnet.ibm.com), 21 August 1995
Shannon Patrick Sullivan
>Besides, I enjoyed CB almost as much as I enjoyed RatEotU.
Shannon, I know this French spelling is tricky, but you're Canadian, so you really should know better.
It's spelled "ratatouille".
-- David "Served in a Crystal Bucket" McKinnon (mckinnon@math.berkeley.edu), 20 August 1995
Anyways, mine would be...
Dear Mr. Segonax,
a. Stop sending us submissions,
b. Stop sending us submissions that begin with "Kate Orman writhed
in the eternal torment of hell, right next to Paul Cornell."
Enclosed is your 2038th submission.
Virgin Editing staff
-- Bruce Alan Greenwood (rbgp@music.macarthur.uws.edu.au), 22 August 1995
>We usually do get Bassets, but they didn't have any last time, so we got
>Cleeve's instead.
Never mind the brand, the important thing is to ensure you get _boy_ jelly babies and not _girl_ jelly babies. That way, you get more jelly for your money.
-- Peter Anghelides (anghelides@vnet.ibm.com), 21 August 1995
In article <41a491$pmq@zen.hursley.ibm.com> anghelides@vnet.ibm.com (Peter Anghelides) writes:
>(MA, if you must know. Now there's a thing.)
You're an MA, Peter ? So's my girlfriend!
She's "The Romance of Crime". What are you ? You sound as if you might be "Milennial Rites"...
-- David Owen (dro@dsbc.icl.co.uk), 21 August 1995
Anyway, while I'm here, here's my Top Ten of irrelevancies I wouldn't miss if I had never found r.a.dw again...
9. Which single episode should I show to my new Zulu penpal who has never
seen a television set in his life before?
8. Postings which repost 70 lines by someone else, with the addendum:
"huh?"
7. Ansafone messages from people who don't know how to send e-mail.
6. Why did they rename Mission to the Unknown as Dalek Cutaway?
5. Why did they rename William Russell as Russell Enoch?
4. When did Segonax last make an on-topic posting? (Damned if you do,
damned if you don't.)
3. Wild speculation based on an aside made in a Lofficier posting.
2. Should we rename r.a.dw as ent.sf.the-doctor, split it into 17
subgroups, and appoint Coordinator Engin as moderator?
1. Off-topic Top Tens which discuss r.a.dw in a metatextual way. (Oops.)
-- Peter Anghelides (anghelides@vnet.ibm.com), 21 August 1995
Owen Shave (owen@windward.demon.co.uk) wrote:
: other than the name Segonax - I dunno if that means anything to
: anyone? :-)
It was that incomprehensible planet full of clowns, wasn't it?
-- Lance Parkin (ljp104@york.ac.uk), 23 August 1995
>>what model year was it built in? Were these built with side-cars or
>>was it an aftermarket part? What company made the car?
>
>Didn't Billy mention somewhere that it was a Vincent?
Hmm, my boy, yes, erm, Chetterton, it's clearly some kind of veci... vehic... vehicular transport of the late twentieth century. Hmm, what? I don't suppose... no, I don't suppose you would. It's owned by Vincent. Erm, it's a Vincent. Look, these lights look like they're fluouripsent.
-- Peter Anghelides (anghelides@vnet.ibm.com), 23 August 1995
>>I agree with you that the plot of _Goth Opera_ doesn't fit seamlessly
>>into the continuity of season 20 in the way that RoC and DtC fit into
>>the continuity of seasons 17 and 10, respectively, but Cornell does, IMHO,
>>get the characters exactly right. Nyssa feels like Nyssa, Tegan feels
>>like Tegan,
Rich "Rico" Augood:
>I wish I could be so certain. Is there something you haven't told us,
David?
Well, I was trying to keep it secret, but I guess it's out now.
I'd say more here, but I need to preserve the copyright on my new book, due to be released by Virgin Publications in late March, _Doctor Who: The Gynaecological Guide_. A must-read for all fans interested in the look and feel of "Doctor Who".
-- David "Published Author" McKinnon (mckinnon@math.berkeley.edu), 24 August 1995
It was 24 Aug 1995 15:20:05 GMT. I was reading instead of working. And apparently Richard Prekodravac was blathering about. . .
>go there.
Another one of Chris's Things Not to Say in a Crowded Pub.(tm)
-- Christopher D. Heer (cheer@isisph.com), 25 August 1995
In <41kfv1$a1d@ixnews4.ix.netcom.com>, ghoti42@ix.netcom.com (Brian Ghoti) writes:
>"The Brain of Abslom Daak"
A slim volume. You could do it as a triple pack with "The Wit and Wisdom of Condo" and "Laugh and Learn with Nyder".
-- Peter Anghelides (anghelides@vnet.ibm.com), 25 August 1995
The courtroom was shrouded in darkness. Then, suddenly, a column of light stabbed into the room, and the Council of the Inquisition appeared. They were three tall, hooded figures, seated at an intimidatingly long table at the front of the hall. A page stepped forward nervously from a darkened corner.
"SUMMON THE NEXT DEFENDANT."
The page shuddered. "Yes, my Lord."
The young boy skittered along the aisle in the now dimly lit courtroom, and groaned slightly as he pulled open the huge doors at the other end of it. He stepped outside briefly, and beckoned someone inside.
Two someones, actually.
"ENTER, O ACCURSED ONE, AND BE SEATED. BUT EXPLAIN THE PRESENCE OF THIS ... OTHER BEING."
The two figures walked silently down the aisle towards the defense's bench. They arrived at the bench, and one of them sat down. The other spoke.
"I am Richard Atkinson, counsel for the defense."
"YOUR PRESENCE IS NOT REQUIRED HERE."
Ratkins swallowed uneasily. "By the Law of the Cornell, every victim of the Inquisition is allowed a counsel for his or her defense. And I have chosen to represent Mr. Hinton here."
"VERY WELL. BE SEATED."
"But the opening statement for the defense is --"
"SILENCE! THERE WILL BE NO OPENING STATEMENT."
Ratkins swallowed again, and sat down.
"CRAIG HINTON, YOU ARE ACCUSED OF HERESY, MAKING STAR TREK REFERENCES WITHOUT A LICENSE, EXCESSIVE USE OF TECHNOBABBLE, AND CONSISTENT MISSPELLING OF 'ACE' AND 'BERNICE' AS 'TEGAN' AND 'TURLOUGH'. HOW DO YOU PLEAD?"
"Not guilty, my Lord."
"WE WILL PROVE YOUR GUILT, THEN. IT WILL ONLY BE THE WORSE FOR YOU."
There was an ominous pause, after which the Inquisitor spoke again.
"YOUR TREATMENT OF THE CHRISTIAN RELIGION IS HERETICAL AND FLIPPANT. IMPLICIT THOUGH IT MAY BE, IT IS SACRILEGIOUS, AND OFFENSIVE."
Ratkins stood up.
"I object, my Lord. Christianity took as much of a beating in _St. Anthony's Fire_, and you didn't criticise that book!"
"_ST. ANTHONY'S FIRE_ WAS FUNNY."
"In your opinion, my Lord. In the Law, the taste of the Inquisitor is no grounds for persecution."
The Council conferred briefly.
"VERY WELL. BUT THERE ARE STILL THE OTHER CHARGES TO CONSIDER."
Craig bounced excitedly, then leaned over, tantalisingly close to Ratkins' ear. "Oh, Richard, you're f***ing gorgeous!"
"WHAT OF THE NUMEROUS STAR TREK REFERENCES IN THE BOOK? CAN YOU PRODUCE YOUR TREKKIE LICENSE?"
"My Lord, there were no references to 'Star Trek' in the book."
"YOU LIE! WHAT OF THE 'TEA, EARL GREY, HOT' LINE?"
"Coincidence, my Lord. The Doctor is well known for liking tea, and it is quite conceivable that his favourite brand is Earl Grey.
"AND WHAT OF THE REPLICATORS?"
"What of them? Replication technology is hardly unique to the Trek universe -- it's been a common theme in much of modern science fiction. I claim that you don't have any grounds to persecute my client for this crime."
The Inquisitor grew noticeably angrier.
"SNIVELLING WORM! WE'LL PIN YOU DOWN YET. WHAT ABOUT THE TECHNOBABBLE? TIME AFTER TIME IN THE BOOK, HINTON WOULD INTRODUCE A PLOT TWIST DEPENDING ONLY ON TECHNOBABBLE, AND HE WOULD GET OUT OF IT WITH EQUALLY PURE TECHNOBABBLE. IT MADE FOR VERY TIRESOME READING."
"My Lord, there was no technobabble in the book at all. It was all verifiably true science."
"WHAT?? YOU LIE!"
"No, my Lord, haven't you heard of time bubbles before? And surely you have encountered computer viruses!"
"WELL, YES, BUT ..."
"Oh, no, my Lord. Technobabble abounds in such stories as 'Planet of Evil' or 'Mark of the Rani', but everything in _The Crystal Bucephalus_ was absolutely true. Honest."
The Council conferred hastily again, and with much agitation.
"WE HAVE NOT THE SCIENTIFIC KNOWLEDGE TO DISPUTE THIS CLAIM. WE SHALL MOVE ON TO THE NEXT CHARGE."
"Very well, my Lord." Ratkins bowed obsequiously.
"WHAT OF THE CHARACTERISATION OF THE REGULARS? IT WAS APPALLING -- IT WAS PAINFULLY CLEAR THAT TEGAN AND TURLOUGH WERE SUPPOSED TO BE ACE AND BENNY, AND THE DOCTOR SEEMED MUCH MORE LIKE THE SEVENTH THAN THE FIFTH DOCTOR. HA! I'VE GOT YOU THIS TIME!"
"Opinion, my Lord. Tegan has always had an impulsive and combative nature, and Turlough was given snide quips all through his tenure on the show. The resemblances to Ace and Benny are striking, I'll admit, but that is merely in the nature of the characters being described."
"WELL, PAUL CORNELL DID A MUCH BETTER JOB IN _GOTH OPERA_."
"Your taste, my Lord. As I have pointed out before, this is not grounds for persecution. Besides, it is no crime to be a worse writer than Paul Cornell."
"CURSE YOU WRIGGLING EEL! DO NOT PLAY THE USED CAR SALESMAN WITH ME, RATKINS! OR YOU SHALL FEEL THE WRATH OF THE COUNCIL!"
"I am protected by special order of the Cornell himself. Do you defy his will?"
"NO, NO, OF COURSE NOT. BUT THERE IS STILL THE MATTER OF THE IRRELEVANT LEGIONS. THEY HAD NO SIGNIFICANCE TO THE PLOT WHATSOEVER! OR THE LAMENESS OF ALL THE JOKES! AND ..."
"My Lord, have these charges been laid formally?"
"WELL, NO, I MEAN, WE NEVER THOUGHT WE'D NEED TO, BECAUSE, WELL, WE THOUGHT WE'D BE ABLE TO NAIL HIM ON THE OTHER STUFF, AND --"
"Then you have no grounds for complaint. The time for laying charges is past, and you have not succeeded in proving your case for any of the charges presented. By the Law of the Cornell, I claim freedom for my client!"
"BUT WE'RE NOT FINISHED WITH HIM! WE STILL NEED TO TORTURE OUT A CONFESSION FROM HIM! WE MUST BEND HIM TO OUR WILL!"
"Empty threats, my Lord. We have won our case, and you have no right to restrain us."
With that, Ratkins stood up and left the room, followed closely by an ecstatic Craig Hinton.
"YOU ... YOU EGG! I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS, RATKINS!"
-- David McKinnon (mckinnon@math.berkeley.edu), 24 August 1995
>
>Please please please tell me that Michael Wisher is alive and well. I read a
>>message the other day that the immortal one had died.
>Blakes 7: Killer
This posting wins a special prize for combining unfortunate phrasing with dubious taste. (We could call it the Oscar Botcherby Award.)
-- Peter Anghelides (anghelides@vnet.ibm.com), 25 August 1995
In <41iimk$84d@agate.berkeley.edu>, mckinnon@durban.berkeley.edu (David McKinnon) writes:
>I mean, would *you* want to be romanced by the Borad?
You have to assume that he'd be a sloppy kisser. Personally, I go for the older woman. Xanxia maybe. I know there's a bit of an age gap, but time be dammed.
-- Peter Anghelides (anghelides@vnet.ibm.com), 28 August 1995
My two favourite companions were K*9 Mk I and K*9 Mk III. Boy, I think fans must be begging for a team-up of all K*9's incarnations. "K*9 & K*9 & K*9 and Company", perhaps. Or "The Three Dogs".
-- Peter Anghelides (anghelides@vnet.ibm.com), 28 August 1995
Doctor Who pledge breaks ?
Is that when you get up during the adverts to do a bit of polishing around the living room ?
Yours Domesticatedly,
-- David Owen (dro@dsbc.icl.co.uk), 25 August 1995
>Doctor Who pledge breaks ?
>
>Is that when you get up during the adverts to do a bit of polishing
>around the living room ?
No, it's when you promise you'll never watch the series again, and then find yourself sitting in front of the next episode wondering if it can get any worse. This happened to me each week during the original screening "The Happiness Patrol".
PS: On mature reflection, I think that polishing the furniture would have been more enjoyable.
-- Peter Anghelides (anghelides@vnet.ibm.com), 25 August 1995
[re: where do Daleks come from?]
Since you asked, It is only fair that you should be told now, rather than hearing from some one on the street ("Hey bud, want to buy some hot pictures of some hot daleks?") or from one of your misinformed friends ("Well, I think I caught my parents once doing it" "Doing what?" "You know...IT!") So here is what happens...
When a daddy dalek really loves a mommy dalek, they show their love in a very special way. They both undergo bioplasmic segmentation, followed by mitochondrial coagulations in their chromosomal globules. After approximately 5 microns, a brand new baby dalek appears under a cabbage leaf in the garden, and the mommy and daddy dalek both have a cigarette.
I hope that explains everything.
-- Siobahn Morgan (morgans@cobra.uni.edu), 31 August 1995
Are you calling me a complex person?
-- Dave the Dave, 1 September 1995
In <4257o1$4bp@ixnews3.ix.netcom.com>, seven@ix.netcom.com (alex floyd-vargas ) writes:
> This is very funny.
So funny that you had to share the entire posting with us again.
Thank you Alex, I think you're taking the idea of Doctor Who repeats
rather too literally.
-- Peter Anghelides (anghelides@vnet.ibm.com), 5 September 1995
Yeah. We've got to credit Paul Cornell in the Acknowledgement section,
too, or we don't get paid.
-- Lance Parkin (ljp104@york.ac.uk), 4 September 1995
-- Peter Anghelides (anghelides@vnet.ibm.com), 5 September 1995
One of you is making a grave mistake. Can you transfer this thread to
alt.life.afterlife, please?
PS: I used to have Tom Baker's address, but when I wrote to him in 1981
it turned out that Peter Davison was living there.
-- Peter Anghelides (anghelides@vnet.ibm.com), 6 September 1995
-- Tamponax (ctm@dcs.ed.ac.uk), 7 September 1995
How about this ?
As the Doctor walks away from the wedding reception, he thinks back to
the time he was engaged to be married, and how differently his life might
have turned out, had he remained a human school teacher.
Long ago, in an english lesson.
-- David Owen (dro@dsbc.icl.co.uk), 7 September 1995
I suggest "Long ago in Season 7". That should fix him.
-- Peter Anghelides (anghelides@vnet.ibm.com), 7 September 1995
Bernice frowned. It took moments like this to remind her of how little
she actually knew about the Doctor. Frankly, she had assumed that the
Time Lord had no sexuality whatsoever. The subject was not only not
discussed, but actively avoided; she had the impression there was a "no
hanky panky discussion" rule in the TARDIS. Certainly the Doctor had
never *acted* as though he had any kind of sex drive.
And yet, there he was.
Long ago.
In an English maiden.
-- Christopher D. Heer (cheer@isisph.com), 8 September 1995
If you got 1-3 of these correct, you might want to buy a copy of the
Programme Guide, or at least try to steal Paul Cornell's diary.
If you got 4-6 correct, you have already stolen Paul Cornell's diary, and
are currently negotiating the publishing rights with Virgin.
If you got 7-9 correct, you wrote Paul Cornell's diary, and are pissed off
at the person who got 4-6 correct and has stolen your work.
If you got all 10 correct, YOU ARE PAUL CORNELL AND I CLAIM MY FIVE
COPIES OF "VENGEANCE ON VAROS"!
-- David McKinnon (mckinnon@math.berkeley.edu), 7 September 1995
>Fortunately, I don't live in the past...
Unfortunately.
-- Paul Cornell (paul@cornell.demon.co.uk), 9 September 1995
"Hello, kettle? This is Segonax. You're black."
-- Shannon Patrick Sullivan (shannon@morgan.ucs.mun.ca), 9 September 1995
Well, I've heard they were considering "Disco Davros" as a DW spinoff...
they probably would have had to have his leisure suit custom made, though.
-- Tom Truszkowski (tat2@jaguar.uofs.edu), 9 September 1995
-- Dave the Dave (doctor@nl2k.edmonton.ab.ca), 9 September 1995
He finds himself out of place, out of the moment he had been experiencing.
Now
all is strange crystalline mist and crackling lightning. In the distance
he
sees a tall, black point around which the atmosphere seems to centre.
Instinctively, hackles raise on the back of his neck, a small gesture
owing to
his distance furred ancestors. He knows this must be an InterSpace of some
kind. He knows only bad can come of this.
"I won't do it," he declares. "Whatever it is, I refuse."
A voice hangs in the air, taunting him before he can know its content, its
purpose, and then the word permeates his consciousness.
"Davids."
"Davids?" he repeats cautiously. "Tell me more."
"We forsee a time when they will have destroyed all other lifeforms and
become
the dominant creature in the universe," states the detached voice.
"That's possible," he acknowledges. "Tell on."
"We'd like you to return to RADW at a point in time before the Davids
evolved."
"Do you mean avert their creation?"
"Or affect their genetic development into less aggressive creatures."
"That's reasonable," he muses.
"Alternatively, if you discover enough about their beginnings you might
find
some inherent weakness."
"Alright" - resolve builds in his voice - "just one more time."
"You'll do it?"
"Yes. If you'll let me have the usenet coordinates I'll set my
subscription
for RADW."
"There's no need, you're here." The voice seems ominously tangible here.
"This
is RADW."
He's shocked - "What?"
"We thought it would save time if we assumed your agreement."
..
to be continued
..
-- David (!) Golding (dgolding@halls1.cc.monash.edu.au),
12 September 1995
There is an un-necessary "i" in the above.
-- Andrew Rilstone (andrew@aslan.demon.co.uk), 12 September 1995
And Hartnell the off-air copy.
-- Paul Rhodes (paul.rhodes@liffe.com), 13 September 1995
[mega-snip]
>Pot, Jen, Blue.
Pot. Yadallee. Stoned?
-- Jon Blum (jnlum@glue.umd.edu), 13 September 1995
This is like meeting Manson! HA!
-- Nash (jbozard@awod.com), 13 September 1995
>Nobody's organised a poll for a while, so I thought I'd try this one:
>Which of each of the following leaves you the most indifferent?
[list snipped]
*yawn* Oh, I dunno.
Can I let you know in a few days?
>I guess the entries with the most mediocre number of votes win.
Oh, never mind then.
-- David "Apathy" McKinnon (mckinnon@math.berkeley.edu),
13 September 1995
And then, in the resulting power vaccuum, the people will be begging
for a strong leader to unite them, and end their troubles.
A leader with vision. A leader with strength! A leader with the
power to put rec.arts.drwho in its rightful place as the supreme
newsgroup of the Usenet!
And as the One True Dave, I will have that power!! To know that a
simple flamewar, the simple pressure of my thumb on the keyboard could
destroy the psyche of the entire Usenet ...
YES!!! I WOULD DO IT!!!
-- David "One True Dave" McKinnon (mckinnon@math.berkeley.edu),
8 September 1995
And they lived in the Valley of the Dals, right?
-- Greg McWhoosits (fedhost7@aol.com), 14 September 1995
: It's not in the writer's guide, but are authors required to have Cwej
: get his kit off in every book?
Badger Whovians - fans whose hairdressers come from Peladon.
>Could you please get me Billy Hartnell's address? Please? I'll pay!
But if I met a metatroll,
I'd do an even better troll
And set a metametatroll
For unsuspecting billies gruff
To read, then shout `Enough's enough!
Let's goad her 'til she calls our bluff
And posts contentious megs of stuff!'
Keep to noninductive banter
Lest there lurk a man called Cantor;
Then your overzealous passion'll
Swamp the news with posts irrational.
[suggestions for Paul Cornell, now that he's done all four seasons of his
'Long ago, in an english season' motif]
[more suggestions for Paul]
[and more. . . ]
And here are the answers to the Trivia Quiz!
If you got none of these correct, you have obviously never heard of Paul
Cornell.
In article <42pb8p$6jo@student.anu.edu.au> Segonax,
g9106936@student.anu.edu.au writes:
[Segonax decided to flame Dave the Dave. . . ]
> a horror, a hate-lover, a hopeless cause,
> your soul purpose is to make other people feel bad and
> YOU DO IT DAMN WELL.
> Why did this group have to be stuck with you, hmmmm?
> The Doctor (doctor@nl2k.edmonton.ab.ca) wrote:
> > As Davros will say I will be backing and The Doctor replies
>
> I didn't know that Davros had any musical aspirations.
BTW, anyone knows of a good speliing companion for tin?
[to David McKinnon, ref: David Green (Segonax) and Dave the Dave]
> Only DS9 had no Pilot.
>regenerated before -- which would make Davison the fourth regeneration.
The Doctor
[on finding Dave the Dave]
Caroline Miller:
>>>>Yaddallee is the One True Dave around here unfortunately. *sigh*
David McKinnon:
>>>Hey! (pouts)
>>>
>>>Jon! Jon Blum!! You tell them who's the One True Dave around here!
Jon Blum:
>>Shh! If we can get Seggo and Yaddo fighting over who's the One True
>>Dave, maybe they'll take each other out, and then you'll be in the
>>position to reclaim your rightful title...
>>
>>Looking for a ringside seat at the r.a.dw Wars of Succession,
David Yadallee:
>Look at it this way, if Aus decides to dump the Monarch, Britain will
>annihilate the Whites giving power to the Aboriginies, hence *.au
>will become non-exsitant.
>In article <810852380snz@aslan.demon.co.uk> Andrew@aslan.demon.co.uk
writes:
>>
>>Get used to disapointments. Fifteen minutes after New Who comes out,
>>the NA's become apocryphal
>
>Oh no! And I thought every word of them was *true*. You'll be telling me
>the Daleks weren't descended from a race called the Dals next... :-)
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