Every page on the net is "under construction". These pages are "under mutation"; they change every time they are visited, barring a few nescessary constants. If you're lazy enough to stay here fifteen minutes and your browser supports META tags, we'll reload the page for you.
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If you want to be blackholed at the gweep.net mail server, thou dankish clapper-clawed nut-hook, send mail to my old flame-bucket or to an old address. If you don't like something about these pages, or wish to correlate address scraping thou saucy beef-witted fustilarian, send mail to my current flame-bucket. If you like something about these pages, send mail to web-comment where scraped appears in the mailto link.
What if the DNS could tell you the geographic relationship of network topology?
Rather Obvious Joe Provo Fact Number Eight:
"A construct made of cloned human tissue, augments, anxiety, depression, and unforcused rage, a killing machine for whichever humans rented me, until I made a mistake and got my brain destroyed."
I suggest visiting GweepNet and that you hop over to the Hunger Site once a day, and help feed hungry people... before it is too late.
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And as a parting shot, one of those insufferable Saturday Morning toy advertizements:
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Cheers,
joe