>   I liked the documentation with my former BBS software, GT Power. In a
 > file "TRASHCAN.BBS", the original author, Paul Meiners, noted "This file
 > will test your creativity ". All the dirty words went in there,
 > and if I caller tried to logon with one of these, they got dumped.

Reasonable -- Most boards that allowed adult language in locao chat area
designated as such, didn't allow raunchy usernames, as then it's a bad ad for
the BBS if the user gets onto some nets (like FamilyNet, on which I used to 
be a Mod)

 >   Restricted Access is basically one level above banishment.

Makers sense -- I've bnever had a problem -- I generally got upgraded to
visiting sysop status on the boards I was a regular on. . . I think youj'd
done so, too, for me, as I was the farthest you'd ever had a dial-in call
from. I was about 3,000 miles from you, via the I-90. . . :) 


 >  GP> Rule #1: Don't be a jackass
 >  GP> Rule #2: See Rule #1

 >   Rule 1 is also "The Boss (or Spouse or Significant Other) is always
 > right".

That's the original; I edited it for the context. . .


 >  GP> Oh, we didn't do it out of rumour that they were bad -- they
 >  GP> demonstrated it & refused to comply with Fidonet rules & moderator
 >  GP> directives.  We were eyewitnesses o the problem, so good riddance to
 >  GP> bad rubbish & the echo ramn nicely for mamny years after (35 years
 >  GP> later & still going here in FUNNY Jokes and Stories!)

 >   I'm not the only BBS around...folks don't have to logon if they don't
 > want to.

Yup, don't like "my roof, my rules" get on out. . .

I'm the only one who MUST be here! :D 

 >   Both were in Hialeah, Florida, just northwest of Miami.

 > 1) I was 3 years old, on the couch in the living room, with my hands
 > on the metal frame of a big plate glass window in the front room,
 > watching lightning dance across the sky from a thunderstorm in the
 > area (I thought "this is cool!"). We had coconut trees in the front
 > yard, and one of the fronds was on the house. Lightning hit the tree,
 > and with moisture around the metal frame, where my hands were, the
 > combination of the flash and the shock, made me start screaming bloody
 > murder. It blew tiles off the bathroom wall, sent sparks out the back
 > of the house, and the neighbor across the street said "it looked like
 > the house was encased in a ball of fire". My Dad called the Fire
 > Department to come out and check things. For 10 years afterwards, you
 > could not take a flash picture of me, as I'd scream in terror from the
 > flashback (pun intended).

 > 2) I was 16 years old, and had just finished delivering an afternoon
 > newspaper route, in a tropical thunderstorm. It was like taking a
 > shower with my clothes on. I got home, looking like a drowned rat;
 > closed the garage door, parked the bicycle, and went to strip out
 > of my wet clothes, so I wouldn't get chilled. When my wet hand touched
 > the washing machine (to balance myself), lightning hit the house
 > again.

Ouch! I'd have been suddenly very a-fearin' the Lord! (aware of His might, &
mighty respectful, too)

 >   However, I carry no electrical charge, and can be handled safely.

I'll never find out, don't worry. . .

 >  > ... Deliver a pizza? Whoever heard of a liver pizza?

 >  GP> Oh, if there's liver on a pizza, I won't even attempt to de-liver it,
 >  GP> I'm just tossing it in the garbage!

 >   Same here. Some things don't belong on a pizza.

I don't care what the liver's on,. it's going in the trash, on top of the
kale!

I'm cutting back on t he meat as much as I can, but I draw the line somewhere
before kale as a substitute & I don't consider myself Vegan or vegetarian,
just a guy trying to remember that meat as food was just a concession to our
sin, not a gift. . .

Yes, I know of Peter's vision, but I see that more as metaphor, using a
previously allowed concession as being recognizable.

There's no sin in eating meat, but I feel, for myself, it's best to cut it 
out (plus too much in my diet gives me Uric Acid stones in my pooor beaten up
kidneys)

 > ... If Barbie's so popular, why must you buy her friends??

Corporate profits, I'd presume. . .

puns from Barbie dolls. . .

I just do not like Russian dolls.
They're so full of themselves.

I ran out of material for the doll I was making and only had breathe mints
left for the feet.
He had Tic Tac toes

The little girl lined her dolls up at the cookout.
It was a Barbie queue.

My friend said he made a voodoo doll of me.
I think he's pulling my leg.

Tried to make a doll with a clock instead of an abdomen.
It was a waist of time.


Your friend,

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Cyberpope, Bishop of ROM
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