Renee wrote:
>I just wanted to let you know that it is really a BIG secret (no pun
>intended! ;-) ) but I'll give you permission to PRIVATELY e-mail my
>middle name to Renee at [log in to unmask]
 
Sure! I will do it immediately.
 
Uh, first, what's the secret password?  The secret handshake?  The secret
sandwich?  The secret beer?  The secret "you can't turn right against a
red light in NYC" street corner which I have secretly violated several
times?  Finally, where is the secret location of the secret computer
building where the secret computer is housed on the secret floor which
sends out the not-so-secret FML by the secret guy with the secret middle
name?
 
However, if anyone can tell me the correct number of molecules in Leonard
Nemoy's butt (at exactly 12 midnight 1-1-00 NYC time and correcting for
the cabbage, bean and broccoli burrito he had for lunch) using proper
scientifc notation to the 29th decimal place, I would be happy to devulge
Bill's actual, real, and confirmed middle name.  That is, if I can remember
it after all that secret beer in that secret bar served that secret
va-va-voom bartenderette with the blond hair and impressive.....shooters.
 
Bob C-cret and 16 MO' Secret Mustelids (Missing Trillian)
[Posted in FML issue 2916]