
With a quack quack here, and a quack quack there... and a big LIE
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> It is very simple Anja wiped him like a dirty bum
> Pinky is a dejected stalker that cant take piss-off
> He resorted to stalk-n-abuse in a public domain..
> In Anjas words..
> " I was afraid up there, because he was real
> creepy and I just acted and pleased a bit "
> Every female in this NG clearly knows what she said
> Every Man, Woman and dog in this NG can clearly see
> Pinky is a retarded pencil-dick LIAR and schmuck..
You want to know what is creepy and who stalked whom do you?
Here are a few select abstracts for you:-
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> As you will see, i've answered this letters from my workmail. This is
> because on sunday i caught vic nosing around in my and Ezra's mail at
> home.
> i don't like such things. so now i always forward confidential mail
> immediatly to my work e-mail. there i can be sure it's private!!! i
> have my
> own password locked puter over here!
Husband knew did he?
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> everything you tell me is kept safe in my heart alan. i never talk with
> anybody about confidential things someone else told me. that's why i
> have so
> many friends. (and no, no girl-friends, i don't like girls very much,
And that one is where she lies some more, because she is obviously telling
you what she feels like telling you.
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> i'd love to have a man who'd give me a bit of appreciation.
So touching isn't that one?
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> so i told everyone i had a hangover (i do! of being living with the =
> wrong man) sigh....
Such a loving wife eh?
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> hi love
> it is possible i cannot come online for the whole weekend!!!
> :-(
> vic is taking taking half a day off, if they let him, so he'll be home
> at seven today.
> tomorrow he'll be home too and sunday i have to go prepare dinner for
> the bands at noon. i'll be home late sunday night... sigh
And you tell me the husband approved? LOL
Or:-
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> my beloved
> sorry i had to leave so suddenly at vp, but someone was getting towardz
> =
> ze puter...
> i really can't have arguing now.
> i wish i was with you
> i sneaked out of the bed to write you this. have to leave again.
> have to start erase history in system...
> vic was suspicious.
> next week vic has night shift, we can chat every evening! as long as we
> =
> want to! starting monday evening.
> mucho love and hugs and xxx rated thoughts
> anja
> xxxxx
> plz reply to hotmail, there will be others messing around on the puter =
> during weekend....
And finally, with full headers showing the date as Saturday 14th March:-
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> Delivery-date: Sat, 14 Apr 2001 00:44:28 +0100
> Received: from [216.33.236.161] (helo=hotmail.com)
> by mail13.svr.pol.co.uk with esmtp (Exim 3.13 #0)
> id 14oDEq-0007sc-00
Sat, 14 Apr 2001 00:44:28
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> +0100
> Received: from mail pickup service by hotmail.com with Microsoft
> SMTPSVC;
> Fri, 13 Apr 2001 16:44:27 -0700
> Received: from 213.224.83.78 by lw7fd.law7.hotmail.msn.com with
> HTTP; Fri, 13 Apr 2001 23:44:26 GMT
> X-Originating-IP: [213.224.83.78]
> Subject: Re: Photos
> Date: Sat, 14 Apr 2001 01:44:26 +0200
> Mime-Version: 1.0
> Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed
> X-OriginalArrivalTime: 13 Apr 2001 23:44:27.0010 (UTC)
> FILETIME=[AD0F0620:01C0C473]
> Hello love
> i am missing you so much
> can't wait to move.
> in june i'll come pop in with ezra for four days
> don't know yet for sure when, but it will be around the fif{*filter*}th i
> think.
> miss you alan, love you
> i'll try to phone you as much as possible coming days...
> hugs for my huggy bear
> and loads of kisses too, wherever you want them
> yours, truly
> anja
So Two Steps, who is the liar and how far do you and her want to boogy on
down? I have absolutely nothing to lose.
Alan
A Touching Poem too:-
Love's philosophy
by percy byssche shelley
The fountains mingle with the river
and the rivers with the ocean,
the winds of heaven mix for ever
with a sweet emotion ;
nothing in the world is single ;
all things by a law divine
in one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine ? -
See the mountains kiss high heaven
and the waves clasp one another,
no sister-flower would be forgiven
if it disdained its brother ;
and the sunlight clasps the earth
and the moonbeams kiss the sea :
what is all this sweet work worth
if thou kiss not me?