JS>> Hello Bo. It seems that this mindless chatter echo has been dead
 JS>> for quite some time.

 TR> Why don't you liven it up with some of your know-nothing
 TR> expounding on bible lore.....followed by a couple o' hymns!
 TR> That oughta do it!

Dear Sir, Madam, or Lower life form, as it were;

Congradulations! You have just stumbled blindly and without a Barge Licence
into Mindless Chatter & Drivel, the Worst Echo in Fidonet.
There are only
two topics in MC&D; drivel, and newbie bashing. I'm not drivelling at present,
so I'll leave the electrons in that empty head of yours to randomly collide
with each other so that you can figure it out for yourself.

Prepare yourself to endure barrages of copious amounts of pigeon  that
will be directed your way, lovingly delivered by the dwarves via carrier
pigeon, cannon, or catapault; all thanks to the rather large target you have
just painted for yourself on your . A raincoat and umbrella might help,
but only for about 12.75 seconds, as the caustic nature of the  will
quickly eat it's way through those.

Self-flaggelation and rubdowns with 80 grit sandpaper, followed by healthy
dousings in Standard kerosine will help to thicken your skin and
desensitize it to the continuous bombardment of  that you will have to
endure until we decide that you've gained apprentice dwarf status.

Please sned $1275.00 CDN in small, unmarked bills to the office of Sgt.
Stubby MacPherson, c/o the NCORF, for your snedding papers, phunny hat,
decoder ring, aardvark detector, and any other useless items we may come up
with. Oh, and don't be suprised if none of the aforementioned items arrive;
we make no promises here, except that you'll regret your stay.

Report to the Flipside Clinic for your Clue implant; remember to bend over
and hold your ankles. Don't cough; Nurse Sullivan has been MIA for the past
few years and the motor pool staph hasn't done all that many implant
procedures lately and is getting a bit rusty. You don't want to end up as
an experimental cybernetics subject for the Doc (Borgie) Hutto memorial
robotics research team.

If you feel that this message has reached you in error, we welcome you to avail
yourself of the echo exit via the JoBob Morgan Memorial Privy and Escape
Chute.

... Reality is for people who can't cope with their drugs
--- GoldED/W32 3.0.1