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Thread ID: 134301	2013-06-18 07:12:00	Last Roll Call...........	beetle (243)	PC World Chat

Post ID	Timestamp	Content	User
1346212	2013-06-18 21:00:00	Goodbye cruel, cruel world... PC World isn't that cruel, and between Jan & Jen, we have been given enough reason to believe we won't be saying goodbye quite as soon as we thought.	Greven (91)
1346213	2013-06-18 21:28:00	Hope we wont be saying goodbye to all either............ but this has brought out some of the old regulars......... who else s just hiding and watching? please post :)	beetle (243)
1346214	2013-06-18 21:40:00	Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury PressF1, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; So let it be with PressF1.	coldot (6847)
1346215	2013-06-18 21:44:00	PC World isn't that cruel, and between Jan & Jen, we have been given enough reason to believe we won't be saying goodbye quite as soon as we thought. No, I meant that the world is cruel for taking (maybe?) the forum away from me. I have enjoyed reading and sometimes even commenting on the posts.	tingle (6539)
1346216	2013-06-18 22:07:00	I leave the country for 4 years and this is what happens? Well try a Sandbakkels biscuit then.	Cicero (40)
1346217	2013-06-18 22:46:00	Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury PressF1, not to praise it. The evil that women do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; So let it be with PressF1. Corrected :devil (and no, I don't include Jen :) )	WalOne (4202)
1346218	2013-06-19 00:04:00	Babies haven't any hair, Old men's heads are just as bare - Between the cradle and the grave Lies a haircut and a shave. - Samuel Hoffenstein, Songs of Faith in the Year after Next Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving us wordy evidence of the fact. - George Eliot, Theophrastus Such A couple of quotes that I thought might be apt here at this time - the first one because of the humour and the second which may make some people think before they post. Looking forward to seeing you all on the other side.	Roscoe (6288)
1346219	2013-06-19 00:40:00	Oh, the dim bulbs will arrive. I am already here!!! PJ	Poppa John (284)
1346220	2013-06-19 01:32:00	I'm porous with travel fever But you know I'm so glad to be on my own Still somehow the slightest touch of a stranger Can set up trembling in my bones I know no one's going to show me everything We all come and go unknown Each so deep and superficial Between the forceps and the stone Joni Mitchell and: The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in '68, And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe You laugh, he said, you think you're immune, go look at your eyes They're full of moon You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you All those pretty lies, pretty lies When you gonna realize they're only pretty lies Only pretty lies, just pretty lies He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer, and he pushed Three buttons and the thing began to whir And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie And she said 'Drink up now it's gettin' on time to close.' 'Richard, you haven't really changed,' I said It's just that now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head You got tombs in your eyes, but the songs You punched are dreaming Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet When you gonna get yourself back on your feet? Oh and love can be so sweet, love so sweet Richard got married to a figure skater And he bought her a dishwasher and a coffee percolator And he drinks at home now most nights with the teevee on And all the house lights left up bright I'm gonna blow this damn candle out I don't want nobody comin' over to my table I got nothing to talk to anybody about All good dreamers pass this way some day Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes Dark cafes Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings And fly away Only a phase, these dark cafe days Joni Mitchell	zqwerty (97)
1346221	2013-06-19 01:44:00	and: Out on some borderline Some mark of inbetween I lay down golden in time And woke up vanishing Sweet bird you are Briefer than a falling star All these vain promises on beauty jars Somewhere with your wings on time You must be laughing Behind our eyes Calendars of our lives Circled with compromise Sweet bird of time and change You must be laughing Up on your feathers laughing Golden in time Cities under the sand Power ideals and beauty Fading in everyone's hand Give me some time I feel like I'm losing mine Out here on this horizon line With the earth spinning And the sky forever rushing Joni Mitchell	zqwerty (97)
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