Time, Ooohhh yea, the stuff that passes between meals - When I can move some of my DVD's I know it's GMT minus something - wait a sec . . . . (CRASH %@#*#@, glass tinkling and discs skittering across the floor) (from under some broken funiture) "help me, help me" WHO'S THAT ? (Uuuutt Oooohhh, looking all around for my wife) Hang on guys - (dialing 911 . . .) Hello ? emergency ? "Listen, there was this stack of computer discs holding up the South wall of my house and some idiot went and knocked it . . . Yea well he knocked it down and now my wife is missing . . . Yea, I think I heard something from under the rubble . . . . Yea, ya better hurry, I think there's either ketchup or blood coming from under the corner of the wreackage - Wha . . ., No, I can't wait, I have to get back to my computer, pple waiting there and - (more noise coming from the pile's deepest part ) "HONEY, I CAN'T HEAR YOU - " Wish she wouldn't scream so, it makes it hard to hear the the IRC connection status - Sorry guys, gotta go - sorry for the trouble - somebody, put down a time for me - Thanks, all
