knut "contributed" in 24hoursupport.helpdesk:



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Your mother was a bed-ridden art teacher who contracted venereal diseases
near a rubber factory.

"knut" <hh314@web.de> wrote in message
news:615perF1tqseoU1@mid.uni-berlin.de...
You can post to MS.Public.Windows.Vista.General at msnews.Microsoft.com,
which is in MS Communities in Vista's Windows Mail, to get help.

but where. Yes i did ask my google. Yes i found a lot. Yes i tryed to
install a few of them. But nothing worked, course i am a poor stupid chip
with errors in my brain, which i already had outsoured in the last century.

Could one off you be so kind and give me a easy to use adress or send one,
off course after testing i would pay for it to hh314@web.de?

Wich other words, i am still looking to get my machine running with sounds
on windows clicks. I am using a media center editon.

Thanks in advance and many greetings to all the kind readerinnen and
readers.

knut <hh314@web.de>, the piss-stained-vagabond and glitzy horse's hoof
who likes unseemly ear sex with carps, and whose partner is a smut-slut
with an engorged growler, wrote in <615perF1tqseoU1@mid.uni-berlin.de>:

WTF


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For my own part, I have never had a thought which I could not set down
in words with even more distinctness than that with which I conceived
it. There is, however, a class of fancies of exquisite delicacy which
are not thoughts, and to which as yet I have found it absolutely
impossible to adapt to language. These fancies arise in the soul, alas
how rarely. Only at epochs of most intense tranquillity, when the
bodily and mental health are in perfection. And at those weird points
of time, where the confines of the waking world blend with the world of
dreams. And so I captured this fancy, where all that we see, or seem,
is but a dream within a dream.