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To: marcos who wrote (6048)	11/26/1998 9:32:00 AM
From: Ellen	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 12810

I suppose part of the interest is in researching the mentality and motivation and modii operandi of those rmilpeople who are still with us and still harassing informational posters, If you want to be thorough in your research, then you'll need to include studying those "informational posters" who still harass some "rmilpeople" simply because they were "rmilpeople". Also note: Many of these "informational posters" don't have information, as evidenced by their inability to provide any, even when it is requested of them.

To: marcos who wrote (6048)	11/26/1998 12:43:00 PM
From: Don Pueblo	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 12810

Two old ladies, Lucy and Elsie, are smoking cigarettes and sitting at a bus stop. Suddenly it starts to rain, and Elsie swears and puts out her cigarette. But Lucy reaches in her purse and pulls out a condom and a pair of fingernail scissors. She cuts off the end of the condom. Elsie says, "What in the world are you doing?" Lucy says, "Watch!". She puts the condom over her cigarette and continues to smoke in the rain. "That's a great idea!" says Elsie. "Where can you get those?" "Any drugstore!" says Lucy. The next day, Elsie visits the druggist, and asks for a package of condoms. "We have 50 different kinds", says the druggist, "red ones, green ones, ribbed ones, tipped ones, lubricated ones... ...what kind do you want?" "I don't care," says Elsie, "as long as they fit a Camel."