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To: scion who wrote (25677)	7/29/2001 11:15:17 PM
From: Jeffrey S. Mitchell	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 26163

The FBN mobile (Y2K compliant) intelligence unit picked up this recent conversation: Woman: FBI, may I help you? Man: Yes, I'd like to report a crime. Woman: Sure. May I have your name please? Man: Gary Dobry. D-o-b-r-y. Woman: Thank you. Just a moment... Man: I've called before. Woman: My system brings up one from Illinois... Man: Yes, that's me. Woman: OK. Let me just confirm my screen here. You talked with Agent Albert back in '98 about, quote, evil bashers. Man: Yes. Associated with the mob. All of them. Woman: Tried to make you sell your stock in a company called AZNT. Man: They are what are called terminal shorters. Those are the worst kind. A terminal short is... Woman: Yes, I see you wrote the SEC all about that... defending the CEO. But then the SEC accused the CEO of securities fraud. Man: Turns out the evil bashers were working for him all along. They wanted me to sell but I didn't because they wanted me to but I shoulda because I shoulda realized they knew I would do the opposite of what they said so I shoulda done the opposite of that. Woman: So many decisions to make in the market. Says here you told Agent Bond these evil bashers also threatened your wife. Man: It was really my mother. Woman: I'm sure they look alike. Man: Well, you see, I wasn't really her husband. I just pretended to be to confuse the bashers. I often use many aliases and make up stuff and spell this wrong and use bad grammar and punctuation just to keep them guessing. Woman: OK, don't worry. It's all on file with us. I see here you later told Agent Charles that these bashers sent your parents 18 swords. Man: Yep. They even paid for it using my parents' own credit card. Even got their signature exactly right. They're professionals. Woman: And later you told Agent David these, ummm, professionals, planted a worm on your computer and stole all your e-mail. Man: They coulda steamed open my letters, bugged my phones, and even drank the beer in my fridge for I know. These guys are so good they never leave even a hint they've permeated you. Woman: And I also see here you wrote Agent Edwards that your letters to the head of SEC Enforcement were never answered because an imposter was diverting all his e-mail. Man: The imposter even had an account on Silicon Investor. Very clever but I finally performed diligence and figured it all out. You see, SI is really one big laundrymat. The bashers do the wash for... Woman: I see you told Agent Franks that the admin at Silicon Investor would even pass on your deepest most private thoughts to the bashers. Man: Got so bad I up and left for Raging Bull. Woman: Not exactly what my records show but, anyway, I see you also had problems over there as well. You told Agent George the bashers kept hacking into your account and changing what you wrote. Man: They've permeated all the message boards. They are everywhere. Don't believe everything you read on the Internet. Woman: You told Agent Harris they even went after your friends. Man: They even got the electricity turned off on one of them. Sent me and my friends death threats. Woman: Says here all those events were traced to Las Vegas. Man: They have friends all over the globe. Their leader is a guy named Janice Evans Shell. Woman: You mean woman. Man: No, I mean guy. He was a broker in Georgia who moved to a trailer park in Clute, Texas before getting a job at a government agency in upstate California all the while pretending to live in Milan under the name of his friend Gloria. The PIs have a big file from Italy on him under his middle name of Evans. He also used that name when he pretended to go to college at Wellesley. We know he uses many names because we traced them all to one social security number to avoid easy detection. Woman: How every clever. Good thing you hired a private investigator. Man: They got to him to. They wrote him letters saying Shell really did exist and that Evans was her maiden name. Got him so confused he would no longer work for me. Woman: And lastly I see you are working with Mr. Irving concerning a lawsuit against you. Man: He no longer takes my calls either. They must have a mole in the FBI. I now talk to Agent Jacobs. Woman: Has he been helpful? Man: I'm still bringing him up to speed. Yesterday I sent him 500 pages on the Shell gang to catch up with. Woman: Isn't the lawsuit related to a Mr. Marchese? Man: I told you they are all the same people. Wait until you hear the story about the two Ricks. Woman: When we have more time dear. So, what is it we can do for you today? Man: I'd like to ask if I can use the library computer tomorrow. Woman: A few more honest role-playing sessions like we had tonight and I'll see if I can get your computer privileges reinstated. Man: Thank you doctor. Woman: My pleasure Mr. Dobry. Now its time to take your medicine while I call the attendants to strap you in for the night. Man: Yes ma'am. Good night! Woman: Good night sir. - Jeff