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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Bravo! and again, this must needs further review, and again. Thank You Brian, for a very worthy meeting. I shall have to post my own poor answer to my own poor challenge. ~wranx The shortest distance between two points... |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Well, I'm pretty much gonna be unable to come close to that in my eventual response. Rockin' job. She said burn ... together. |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
a humble thankyou to you two I'm actually a little proud of this one so damn hard that man- geniusjim BS. I never aimed at reality; I aimed at truth. --Orson Welles |
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