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Bob.... SMACK! <---Laying a big one upside the hapless Tex's wee head). You CAN'T leave the List! You don't have MY permission to do so and ya ain't gonna get it! (SO THERE!) Everybody, including MOI would miss ya waaay too much if'n ya left. Now get back on your keyboard and type at us! Barb Mallut [log in to unmask] -----Original Message----- From: double a enterprises <[log in to unmask]> To: [log in to unmask] <[log in to unmask]> Date: Wednesday, August 18, 1999 8:24 PM Subject: hanging out on a pie list >Well Barb brought a pie, and Janet baked cookies, and Don and friends gently >chewed me out and told me to quit sweating the little things. And Nita >appealed to my state pride, and Hilary tore at my heart. I got the message >friends - I may not be posting as much, but I will be here. I still think >we need to treat each other with more respect, and listen to hear the pain. >and I think there needs to be more tolerance showed when a message is sent >in the wrong format, or mislabeled, but I also still see more good than >bad, and too many of you who were strangers a year ago are friends now, and >I would hate to loose that. >So send the damn pigs to sparkle, and I will cut loose the kazankas to have >a feeding frenzy, and we can use the pie list for gripes hugs and all the >good things I have seen in the last year. And Hilary, you write a powerful >letter when you get upset, so I am staying, and learning, and listening, >maybe we can l visit later and figure out a plan to put a smile back on your >face. >tex