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Please Sir, Mr. Barkus, Sir...
« on: November 03, 2006, 05:11:11 PM »
Hello there. I hope you are well and recovering from the last bout of old age you had.

I was wondering, why I am now forced to call laptops 'Notebooks'?

Seen as you are a person who has seen trends come and go like so much crumbly wedding cake, I thought you would be suited to respond to this question.

Many thanks,

I.

Aubrey Barkus

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Re: Please Sir, Mr. Barkus, Sir...
« Reply #1 on: November 03, 2006, 07:19:09 PM »
Quote from: "Shoulders?-Stomach!"
Hello there. I hope you are well and recovering from the last bout of old age you had.

I was wondering, why I am now forced to call laptops 'Notebooks'?

Seen as you are a person who has seen trends come and go like so much crumbly wedding cake, I thought you would be suited to respond to this question.

Many thanks,

I.


And with one bound he was free!
I think it must have been me  inhaling the aerosol demister but I found myself with superhuman strength! I gnawed through the back seat of the Mondeo and burrowed my way into the main part of the car like a fat old mole dragging his fractured hind limbs behind him!  
Am now in a restaurant eating as fast as I can before they find out I haven't got a brass farthing!  Plan's an old one- they bring the bill,  I stand up and piss on the table, they throw me out.  Hey Presto! I'm full of grub and haven't even had to stuggle to the gents to boot!
Now; notebooks, is it that as the trend to miniaturise continues, the- oh God this is dull.  Look on 'Wikipedia' or something.  Ah!  Here comes the bill.  Wish me luck!

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