The Catfish's Page

I've lost wisdom for salad.

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Maso-christ (see this)

Little-known Crimson Fact Number Two-Hundred:
He worked at a small movie theatre in Williamsburg, Virginia in the summer of 1989.

"If MS-DOS seems to be doing something sensible... be suspicious."
- Joe Provo

Go check out Saki's World!

Want more spew? There's a bug in my office. Let's eavesdrop on the engineers...

And as a parting shot, one of those insufferable Saturday Morning toy advertizements:

Retro Hair Stylist Sidekick for Ingrid Bergman Corps! 
From Raytheon, LLC! 
In stores now! 
Some assembly required.