On 4/22/2003 7:40 PM, BJ˙RN FORSSTR˙M wrote to PHILIP HARRIS:

->  PH> On 4/21/2003 12:42 PM, BJ˙RN FORSSTR˙M wrote to BOB SHORT:
-> 
-> ->> RY>>  BS> A foregone conclusion, since /nothing/
escapes that black 
hole.
-> ->>
-> ->> RY>>  BS> -> As far as you can drop-kick an anvel.
-> ->>
-> ->> RY>>  PH>> Measured in millimeters for our
European friend.
-> ->>
-> ->> RY>>  BS> Microns...  let's call a spade a spade.
-> ->>
-> ->> RY>> Angstroms, and that spade's a ..... shovel..
-> ->>
-> ->>  BS> Let's not go too far.  We don't want to cause poor
Bj˙rn too much
->  PH> angst...
-> ->>  BS> just enough to make him run away screaming, and yet
keep his shoes
->  PH> glued
-> ->>  BS> to the floor.
-> ->>
-> ->> You should see me now. Screaming running around in my snowshoes.
-> 
->  PH> All the excitement of attending Wimbledon...
-> 
-> Wimbledon is a bad English soccer-team whom I never have played for,
-> not in snowshoes anyway.


I thought everything in England was bad except their accent...


Flip. 
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