Shireroth

...anyone else interested in signing it? I'm the last one so far before its sent back to Hypatia to give to her mother. We must act fast! There are no flowers, no not this time. There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find.

I assume you posted this before I said I was next? They call it a signature, but no one ever signs their posts...

Yup. There are no flowers, no not this time. There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find.

Hypatia's card has been signed by me, and is now in the mail Gregward. Shyriath, your calligraphy is really nifty.

huzzah! There are no flowers, no not this time. There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find.

Ooh, calligraphy! *throws grenade for the hell of it*BO0O0O0O0/\/\!!!!!!

*Bows* Thankee. I needed a reason to use my calligraphy markers, and what better use than this?

Joseph StrongWPI Box #3163100 Institute RoadWorcester, MA 01609-2280Card me.

My stalker thanks you, Mr.Strong. They call it a signature, but no one ever signs their posts...

*smirks and writes that down* There are no flowers, no not this time. There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find.

William Dusch36 Fieldhouse AvenueEast Setauket, New York 11733 Bill Dusch - Archon of SoloralismPissing off Micras, one nation at a timeProud to be Apollonianvar txtList = new Array()txtList[txtList.length]="'Whoa! You're in...college now? You got...older! I guess that's what happens when time passes, but still...' - Scott Siskind";txtList[txtList.length]="'The Hindenburg Uncertainty Principle, by contrast states that before you get on a blimp, you can never be certain whether it's going to catch on fire or not' - Scott Siskind";txtList[txtList.length]="Why do I need some cheese?";txtList[txtList.length]="'me to. well almost, we have to worship the living god, Bill3000.' - Hubert";txtList[txtList.length]="'Y'know what? I am never going to get out of micronations. I think I need to be assassinated or something.' - Jason Steffke";txtList[txtList.length]="'Bill, you are STILL young and stupid.' - Jason Steffke, Control of Destiny 1";txtList[txtList.length]="I think we've gotta promote you. You now have slightly more diplomatic skills than a random rock. - Sirithil nos Feanor, to Bill Dusch";txtList[txtList.length]="'Wow. I'm this close to admitting you're no longer young and stupid.' - Scott Siskind, to Bill";txtList[txtList.length]="'ow! I've been thrwappen! Now I have a sudden urge to enter politics...' - Gryphon the Pure, after being hit by a shard of Pure Mischief";txtList[txtList.length]="'I could probably date Hypatia's Mom. Now THAT'S scary.' - Ryan Caruso"; j=parseInt(Math.random()*txtList.length);j=(isNaN(j))?0:j;document.write(txtList[j]);

I'll be sending it down to moose next. There are no flowers, no not this time. There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find.

Bahahaha! I finally have Bill's address! My destiny shall be complete soon! Ahem...Hey Worcester boy, send it along to me when you're done. I'm not gonna let you be the only Bay Stater to sign it.Ryan CarusoPO Box 118Otis, MA 01253 Useless art is simply tolerated vandalism. I am a vandal.

Did you even know Hypatia's mom? There are no flowers, no not this time. There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find.

Only through these forums... Useless art is simply tolerated vandalism. I am a vandal.

I suppose thats ok then. There are no flowers, no not this time. There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find.

The sad part, of course, is that I won't get to see the card when it gets here. *sniff*It's nice that this idea finally has lots of people in line. I was afraid it would stop at 3 people. *throws grenade for the hell of it*BO0O0O0O0/\/\!!!!!!

If someone could give me an address I wouldn't mind sending a card on. I've had many an interesting conversation with Hypatia's mom, and was very sorry to hear she was sick. Wil Nider to the HyperboreansEoin to the restZirandorthel to the ages

Bah! Yes! *cries* There are no flowers, no not this time. There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find.