well, flattering as your words are Lou, I can only say that its the basic rules of netiquette, you can find them if you care to just do a google search
Lou, he wasnt shouting, I have told him time and again about using capital letters, he is like an absent minded professor and just forgets to turn the caps lock off - maybe this will be another reminder (hey Gilly )
Even though there is the netiquette thing about using caps I think theres an even better one about looking, before hitting the 'post' button, its about checking if what you want to say is going to offend - in caps or otherwise, any of the other posters - a certain amount of consideration is called for before deciding
Gilly wont have reported you nockuout, he isnt like that - he is actually a good guy who wouldnt hurt a fly - either verbally or otherwise.......... we could do with a few more like him round here
Sometimes i consider my pace I'm reminded of a train Gathering speed for the climb to the pass In whose shadow it already lies a small metal dragon Approaching the ever-present ascending rise To the seventh mountain Reeling and snaking and leaping it seems Like it wants to come loose from its path cast in iron But she can't slow down now as the earth has presented A new crest to reach without barely a rest From the last one And you wonder just what lies beyond Though you've been there before And forget about the effort and the strain Always ascending each yard adds a mile To the never-ending pull of the steepening grade That's before you A valley a forest a desert a stream With an oversized bridge for the trickle there beneath You remember the torrent it turned to last spring From the snows melting fast and the river it became In the summer Perhaps it is ruined from a fire that has scorched it So badly that nothing will grow without rain To wash away the blackened soil Now useless till called upon again In a future as twisted and far away As the next range of mountains So take it as far as you see and beyond With eyes you don't use enough gather up strength As thoroughfare gap will await you forever You're seeking to get there for even before It's no matter No distance It's the ride
Hey Damien, I have caught the all night bus many a time from Piccadilly into Stockport and have happy memories - but nothing quite so hilarious as that though
RE: WHY SHOULD ANYBODY SPEND THE REST OF THEIR LIFE WITH YOU ?..WHAT ARE YOU LIKE IN BED ?..AND TO SPEND
well, flattering as your words are Lou, I can only say that its the basic rules of netiquette, you can find them if you care to just do a google search