On Fri, 9 Feb 1996, Gustavo Cordova Avila wrote:

	Argh!! Why would you want to use a bloated bag of...
things like emacs?!? IMHO vi beats it hands down. Besides,
vi is for REAL PROGRAMMERS! :9  ;)

*Ugh*Vi is evil. Did some html code in it , and hated it ever since..

Of course vi is evil.  Didn't you know that real programmers are a step 
below BOFH's.  For this reason, only real programmers and the like know 
how to get vi out of the default mode which has been specifically 
designed to confuse non-initiates.

	A shadow in front of a monitor suddenly straightens
upon reading the previous paragraph.

	"Hey Ralph, do you know this guy? He's awfully close
to THE TRUTH."
	"I dunno Fred, lemme check my lists."

Thats the mode where it seems to have two sub-modes - One where it beeps 
at every key you press, except for the random one which shifts it into 
the other sub-mode where every key you press is a different way to delete 
your files.

	"Hey! Check this out! He knows! Is he in THE LIST or what?!"
	"Nope, maybe he's a newly accepted instance."

Maybe you should recheck THE LIST again, under 'Chaos' ;)

;) just joking - maybe (:

	"See this? He's not on the inside. And he seems to
know too much."
	"Yeah, can't have this info around, 'just joking my @$$.
What did you say the name of that huntress was?"
	"Sapphire."
	"Nice handle. I'll give her a ring, this guy knows
too much."
	"Yeah, good idea. Say, I'm hungry, want some pizza?"

	And thusly, these two anonymous shadows make the
world safe again for all those innocent BOFHs and REAL
PROGRAMMERs.

Unfortunately, before the two protectors of BOFHery can call in the 
bounty huntress, their connections to the outside world are mysteriously 
severed.

A figure, carrying an object cloaked in shadow, but emanating menace, 
appears via a previously unnoticed door behind them.  Closer and closer 
the figure glides, not revealing its presence to the two slightly confused 
BOFH protectors until, with just a whisper of wind announcing its 
presence, the object is swung down, lengthing as it arced, until it rested 
against the floor, under the computer desk.

    "Hey Ralph - did you just notice a funny breeze?"
    "Not now Fred - I'm getting our connections back up."

"Pardon me, but somehow I think that that won't be possible, nor will 
 calling a bounty huntress."

    "Ummmm Ralph?  Did you hear something?"
    "I did, but I didn't want to"

"Let me leave you gentlemen with something to remember me by."

And with that, the figure leaned over and lightly touched the top of the 
monitor, and then swung its rather nasty looking weapon over its shoulder 
as it strolled out the door, which faded behind it.

With a loud POP, the monitor imploded as its two halves realised that 
nothing joined them anymore.  With the sudden shock, the table collapsed, 
leaving the computer to fall to the ground, again in two halves.

A faint whisper was heard, chilling the two figures to the bone...

    "Next time, this denizen of Chaos may be more upset."

;)

	KNOT!

I wood have just felled this message as normal, but couldn't resist the 
plantation. hehe ;)

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