From: Erp <erp@digiforest.com>
Date: Sat, 14 Dec 1996 16:55:27 -0800 (PST)
To: Rabid Wombat <wombat@mcfeely.bsfs.org>
Subject: Re: Merry Christmas, HipXmas-SantaSpam!
In-Reply-To: <Pine.BSF.3.91.961214151814.24935C-100000@mcfeely.bsfs.org>
Message-ID: <Pine.LNX.3.95.961214170451.30364A-100000@digital.digiforest.com>
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Fucking Christians...  ---  Can't live without getting religious spam mail
and being told why I should be there religion and not mine..  Bah..  And
yes I know this message wasn't a pressure message..  It was just one of
those straws that made me go bleh, time to say something..


On Sat, 14 Dec 1996, Rabid Wombat wrote:

> 
> 
> and a Happy Chanukah to to Dimitri ...
> 
> -r.w.
> 
> On Wed, 11 Dec 1996, Santa Claus wrote:
> 
> >                               *
> >                               *
> >                              /|\
> >                            ///*\\\
> >                            *  *  *
> >                          //\\ * //\\ 
> >                         * *  *  *  *
> >                       // \\ // \\ // \\
> >                           S A N T A 
> >                             * * *
> >                       N O R T H  P O L E
> >                             |  |
> >                            \____/
> > 
> > 
> >     Wherever you go, whatever you do,
> >     Remember that Santa is always with you.
> >     I live in your heart, I dance in your soul,
> >     I show you what love is, and good things to know.
> > 
> >     The Spirit of Christmas spreads all through the land,
> >     With joy and the giving of gifts you should have.
> >     But gifts are just one thing to give and to get --
> >     We wish you much more, far more than that.
> > 
> >     My elves send you pride in whatever you do,
> >     My reindeer give strength on days you feel blue,
> >     My wife, Mrs. Claus, grants wisdom and grace,
> >     Belief in yourself and all you create.
> > 
> >     And me, what do I give? Is there much more?
> >     Plenty and plenty you won't find in stores.
> >     I give you the knowledge that you can do more
> >     Than you ever knew -- of that be quite sure.
> > 
> >     My sleigh's packed with toys, my list sweeps the floor,
> >     A cup of hot cocoa and I'm out the door.
> >     Just gaze high in the sky where Peace always soars,
> >     And you live in my heart as I live in yours.
> > 
> >                            *
> >                           * *
> >                          * * *
> >                        M e r r y
> >                    C h r i s t m a s 
> >                           * *
> >                   S a n t a  C l a u s
> > 
> > 
> > ---------
> > This santa poem was sent to you from a person who visited
> > the ReplyNet site (www.reply.net) and entered your name
> > and address on our Santa page.  Your e-mail address is
> > NOT being collected.
> > 
>