BF>> ::-))
 BF>> HA....You can't make it go across the Atlantic (have to pass over
 BF>> Scotland) so I'm in the clear.  :-)

 MG> A strange beating sound, far off the coast of Sweden steadily grows until
 MG> it gradually becomes discernable as the rythmic beating of thousands of
 MG> bird wings...

 MG> The horizon darkens with the sheer numbers of the flying beasts. A
 MG> deafening "cooing" sound is added to the din of the
beating wings...

 MG>     __       __         __        __       __        __         __
 MG>   _(  )__  _(  )__    _(  )__   _(  )__  _(  )__   _(  )__    _(  )__
 MG>  (_______)(_______)  (_______) (_______)(_______) (_______)  (_______)

 MG>     -.-    -.-     -.-    -.-      -.-     -.-   -.-     -.-    -.-

 MG> .---.____.---.____.---.____.---.____.---.____.---.____.---.____.---._
 MG> ___.---.___.---.___.---.___.---.___.---.___.---.___.---.___.---.___.-
 MG> .--.__.--.__.--.__.--.__.--.__.--.__.--.__.--.__.--.__.--.__.--.__.--
 MG> __.-.__.-.__.-.__.-.__.-.__.-.__.-.__.-.__.-.__.-.__.-.__.-.__.-.__.-

All very nice and all that but when they are closing up on Lockerbie they all
know what to do. And from there it isn't too far to Dalwhinnie so the last part
they can walk unless Stubby is out with his combine harvester since now is
the time for making sure he will still be alive in 2016 to 2021.

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