oh god dammit

[Felix/FFDS]

K definitely needs the extra schooling time....

Note to Whitey:  ru orthodox - russian orthodox church.

Six Flags - a relatively popular recreational park, with locations throughout the (mostly eastern) US.

[Fozzer]

Oh dear...I got all of Katana's message...here's a translation:.....

Excellent work Whitey.... ....!
Many thanks for deciphering Katana's message.
I read his original posting and tried to work it out, not easy, but it seems as though it's something he's quite good at, and must have spent some time working at it......?

It certainly was an un-usual thread and illustrates the way language is moving in the "text messaging" world....!
(It doesn't do a lot for good old-fashioned English tho'...)...LOL...!

Cheers...
Paul.
(England).

B.T.W. (another text message contraction)....Whitey, our old Mate from Scotland, I can't imagine you being either "Russian", or "Orthodox", or "Church"...?
LOL... ...!

[Whitey]

Oh, don't get me wrong, I can still write in plain old English...here's part of one of my English essays for my folio to prove it:  

All of a sudden the wind picked up and the rain began to fall, slowly and majestically at first, but soon it was lashing down, whipping anyone and anything that got in its way.  Blown by the wind, the rain battered against the cliffside, like thousands of rocks thrown from ancient catapults.  The wind was now howling daringly, throwing the sea about wherever and however it saw fit, like an army general.  The wind was in control, sending wave after wave off the poor rocks and cliffside, each one a gigantic and terrifying wall of power, foaming from the tip as it charged at the rocks like a great knight on horseback.
A flash of lightning brightened the scene for a brief second, illuminating the world in an eerie new fashion, presenting a new scene, an even more horrific scene, where the rain was lit like thousands of flaming arrows fired from the powerful clouds and the cliff was shrouded in shadow, as if it were retreating from the terrible onslaught of the mighty ocean.  The flash itself was beautiful in its ferocity, a moment of splendour in a terrible display of supremacy from the heavens.  The trees that were perched precariously on the cliff seemed to stand defiantly against this gathering onslaught, as they cast long, drawn out and thin shadows behind them in the brief flash.  The cliff, though, was shrouded in a mysterious shadow in this moment and it looked like it was drawing itself away from the dreadful assault, hiding like a frightened child.  The clouds though were shown in a different light in this long moment, some were lit up and the rest were still masked in a mystifying gloom, as if they were awaiting their own chance to show what they could in the midst of battle.

LOL...hope you enjoyed my little bit of descriptive writing.

[ATI_7500]

great writing,whitey!