Kismit 12,559 #1 Posted October 28, 2003 This is my confession The sun is coming through my window , glaring off the little grey screen with it's blinking lights and its buzzing engine . I spend so much time in here I feel my blood no longer flows with heartbeat pulses but binary fluxes , that darned curser beep.... beep...... beep . A home for mothers, sons, daughters, fathers and even axe murderers , this place is my addiction ... I went to get a coffee earlier, only there wasn't any milk . I would go to the shop and get some milk only I'm fueding with the shop keeper . Addiction is a funny thing ..... now whats yours Something you may want to remember for later refence in a pinch french vanilla Ice-cream makes a half decent substitute for milk . Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Kismit 12,559 #2 Posted October 28, 2003 Oracle this is not the Poem ... this is five minutes worth of rambling to help feed my addiction Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Agent_21 3 #3 Posted October 28, 2003 Oracle this is not the Poem ... this is five minutes worth of rambling to help feed my addiction Well for goodness sake keep feeding it! A:21 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
