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Date Posted: 19:55:10 11/29/03 Sat
Author: LeAnn
Author Host/IP: cache-dl10.proxy.aol.com / 205.188.209.46
Subject: Desktop Themes

I was asked by Raphaela, herself, to post this here. I really hope you all enjoy it. Raphaela I change the caps as you suggested to see how it looks and reads. Thanks!

Hello there, my name is Ram. Ram Hard Drive.
I want to tell you a little story that happen to me
back in 98. You see I'm a piano player a prodigy
of shorts. Got some really good key strokes. I
was on a tour of 16 gigs, sitting looking out the
windows when in walked this cute little server.
Man was she a looker, a real player, a hotbot.
I knew right away I had to add her to my favorites.
I was thinking to myself what would be the
protocol to passwords with her. Looking
at her software I knew I had to explorer. She
looked into a valley girl with an upgrade. A
silicon valley upgrade if you know what
I mean. She had one hot buad. So I walked up to
her and said Hi I am Ram, Ram Hard Drive and
what might your name be. She said Meg, Meg
Dotcom. You can call me Dot. I could tell she
had been working in the sun systems by her tan.
Man did I want to interface with her. Right away
I caught her scanning me. I asked her what was
her outlook and she said not real well. It seems
she had been in a big crash with her last boyfriend.
Bill Gates he was into power management
and had done her wrong tossed her right in the
recycle bin down in her neighborhood. I was
wondering what would be the format of our
relationship. I knew I wanted to defragment her
and show her my huge gif. I think in the end I'll be
the one that gets jpeged. I tell her I have a high
icq, would she want to go for some hotmail.
She says I am very active-x and want you to
unzip my file. She went right for the start menu
and grabbed my documents. She looked at my
microsoft and asked if it was compressed.
I said no would you like to compress it? I knew
I was caught in her web, like a butterfly in a net.
She was driving me lycos. I was getting excite.
I said I have a dll, want to run my program and
I could put my wormdrive in your ascii. She
looked at me and ran her thumbnail down my
bat. I went all num lock as she began to scroll down
and started to random access my hard disk.
As she pulled down my dvd, she ran her fingers
over my cd burner. At this point I was going to
multimedia on her tools. She got me with a chip
in her tool and I cursor. I pushed her back and
went down on her yahoo as my tongue began to
run quicktime. She was no scsi. I wondered if she
was into microsoft binder as I opened her
drivespace, so I reached into my briefcase
and pulled out my notebook. I had been working
on her for 30 minutes, but she had not
downloaded yet. I knew she needed some
diagnostics, some real troubleshooting.
So I went in my notebook and went to my
help file. I was on aol, she was displaying her
mouse with her right click exposed, but by
this time I had gone floppy and had to reboot.
A backup disk is what I needed, so I had to
connect to the network to contact the disk
doctor. Told him I might have caught a virus,
my disk may be corrupt. So he ran a virus scan,
but one more look at her hotbot and I was hard
drive again. So I began again to open her inbox
and installed my hard disk. I began to jpeg
her right here in the microsoft office. Feeling the
desktop, I was afraid of a crash, so I engaged
my internet lock. I went to a secure
connection as she compressed my agent,
we both started to download as she screamed
yahoo. You might think I was dimm for doing this
little server, but did we ever syncronize. We
pulled out our napster and started disk cleanup
as we finished running our applications. I knew
I'd never delete this memory file. I asked for her
registry as she smiled and wrote it on my
motherboard. As I walked away she hit the
power button and there was nothing left but a
blank screen.

� September 26, 2000
by The Wolves I.E. Richard and LeAnn

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Re: Desktop Themes -- Raphaela, 05:49:19 12/29/03 Mon