athkatla

Hmmm, this doesn't seem to be working, for a start Outlook Express isn't in the Windows Setup part, its in the Main Window when you select Add/Remove programmes. I tried removing it from there, then reinstalling it from IE6, but it's still not working, still getting the same error message.

Ok I have a problem with Outlook Express. When I try to open it I get the following error message : "Outlook Express could not be started because MSOE.dll could not be loaded". I did a search and that .dll IS in the Outlook Express folder. Any clues? My OS is Windows ME, and Outlook Express version 6. [ August 25, 2002, 10:13 AM: Message edited by: athkatla ]

You spelt the wrong, stupid git.

Gawwwd. Per-thet-ique. As if he's even going to realise that was a challenge... What's the matter ? The monkey organising your keystrikes on holiday ? Your two (that many); brain cells stopped talking? Nah. You've probably got one hand stuck to parts of your body your mother told you not to...and the other is doing unspeakables. Send me a set up and be ready to follow the path of your Liege. Son of a thistle muncher ! Noba.</font>

Hmmmmm, let me see, who can I pick on........Geier looks like a prize idiot, and comes from Sweden too which is in my part of the world. Well don't just sit there, dribbling on your keyboard and soiling your underwear in fear of fighting me. Get your fingers out of your cereal bowl you old fart, and send me a setup, if you're not up to it, then sod off.

Well, with only a 56k modem, this is one poor soul won't be getting the demo

Work interferes with CM!! Out of work for 4 years, now I'm back in work I hardly have time to play and read the MBT! Life's funny, isn't it?

Dear Persophone here is a happy song for you, hope you like it!! Sunday, Monday, Happy Days, Tuesday, Wednesday, Happy Days, Thursday, Friday, Happy Days, Saturday, what a day, Rockin all week with you. This day are ours Happy and free. (Oh Happy Days) This day are ours Share them with me.(Oh Baby) Goodbye grey skies, hello blue, 'cause nothing can hold me when I hold you. feels so right it can't be wrong, rockin' and rollin all week long. (Chorus) These Happy Days are yours and mine (oh Happy Days) These Happy Days are yours and mine (oh Happy Days) These Happy Days are yours and mine, Happy Days.

You shall have one Alkatheta. Any preferences on pitch size, kit colour and formation? If it’s alright with you we’ll play Fiona’s 1815 rules: · The French are there to be toyed with, not played with. · Everybody forms a group hug thingy at the first hint of a whinny from a nearby field. · No Yanks. · The Germans turn up late (turn 25, following the afternoon tea break). Highfields is for girls. The brave man ventures into Eyres Monsell after dark. They eat tyres up there!</font>

Hmmm, methinks your looking for a good hiding laddie, and I'm just the one to give you it!! Send me a setup you snivelling fox fondler else its off to Highfields for you and no mistake!

Oh Burly have a heart, cut us girls some slack.</font>

Oh Burly have a heart, cut the girls some slack.

Oh Pansie Leader I can sink much lower than that, now sod off, I wasn't singing for you!

No My Lady not heard that version.

*leaps out of his 7 series BMW he , ahem, borrowed for the day, spies Roxy clears his voice and sings* Ever seen a blind man cross the road trying to make the other side Ever seen a young girl growing old trying to make herself a bride So what becomes of you my love When they have finally stripped you of The handbags and the gladrags That your Grandad had to sweat so you could buy Baby Once I was a young man and all I thought I had to do was smile You are still a young girl and you bought everything in style Listen But once you think you're in you're out 'cause you don't mean a single thing without the handbags and the gladrags that your Grandad had to sweat so you could buy Sing a song of six-pence for your sake And take a bottle full of rye Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake And bake them all in a pie They told me you missed school today So what I suggest you just throw them all away the handbags and the gladrags that your poor old Granddad had to sweat to buy They told me you missed school today So I suggest you just throw them all away the handbags and the gladrags that your poor old Granddad had to sweat to buy ya Handbags and Gladrags Rod Stewart Damn, I'm a fine singer!

Ok, well I'm sick of all you gobby aussies on here, so if one of you fancies a right old shindig and can get that sheeps hind legs out yer wellies, send me a setup! Have you got the guts for it, or have I to start slagging off your sisters for the brown skinned little strumpets they are. If you can't answer this with a setup, sod off, better still, just SOD OFF...got it!! Oh and GayLad you prancing prissy, where the hell are you, send me a fecking turn! [ August 18, 2002, 04:20 PM: Message edited by: athkatla ]

You, and your sister are very brave people, God Bless you both!

Ummmm, My Liege, Your Greatness, My Brave Sir "4 Legged" Knight, winner at Crufts please don't beat me, but.... umm..... I just w o n my first game! I gave the pillock plenty of chances, but he's an outerboarder, and well, I just sorta, somehow, like........errr........won! [ August 16, 2002, 06:08 PM: Message edited by: athkatla ]

Does anything please this troglodyte? How did he become a villiage elder when i have yet to readon a single amusing post from this grumpy arthritus ridden little hemoroid. I have a challange for you Mr.Spnkr, remove the small furry woodland creatures who'm you hold hostage within the confines of you rear end try to break a smile instead of wind for a change, If Seanachai is the jolly garden gnome, Then Spnkr is the bitter old drunken dwarf, who sees everyone as outsiders trying to steal his precious mold</font>

Further proof that you are, indeed, an idiot</font>

Oh, I can't leave the lovely YK2 out, so here's your song wee lassie, from the greatest band ever lived! I AM HE AS YOU ARE HE AS YOU ARE ME AND WE ARE ALL TOGETHER SEE HOW THEY RUN LIKE PIGS FROM A GUN SEE HOW THEY FLY. I´M CRYING SITTING ON CORNFLAKE WAITING FOR THE VAN TO COME CORPORATION TEE SHIRT, STUPID BLOODY TUESDAY MAN, YOU´VE BEEN A NAUGHTY BOY YOU LET YOUR FACE GROW LONG I AM THE EGGMAN THEY´RE THE EGGMEN I AM THE WALRUS--GOO GOO GOO JOOB MISTER CITY POLICEMAN SITTING PRETTY LITTLE P´LICEMAN IN A ROW SEE HOW THEY FLY LIKE LUCY IN THE SKY SEE HOW THEY RUN. I´M CRYING. I´M CRYING. I'M CRYING...I'M CRYYYY... YELLOW MATTER CUSTARD DRIPPING FROM A DEAD DOG´S EYE CRAB A LOCKER FISHWIFE PORNOGRAPHIC PRIESTESS BOY, YOU´VE BEEN A NAUGHTY GIRL YOU LET YOUR KNICKERS DOWN I AM THE EGGMAN THEY´RE THE EGGMEN I AM THE WALRUS--GOO GOO GOO JOOB SITTING IN AN ENGLISH GARDEN WAITING FOR THE SUN IF THE SUN DON´T COME YOU GET A TAN FROM STANDING IN THE ENGLISH RAIN I AM THE EGGMAN THEY ARE THE EGGMEN I AM THE WALRUS--GOO GOO GOO JOOB EXPERT EXPERTS CHOKING SMOKERS DON´T YOU THINK THE JOKER LAUGHS AT YOU? SEE HOW THEY SMILE LIKE PIGS IN A STAY SEE HOW THEY SNIDE I´M CRYING SAMOLINA PILCHARD CLIMBIN´UP THE EIFFEL TOWER ELEMENTARY PENGUIN SINGIN´HIRE KRISHNA MAN, YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN THEM KICKING EDGAR ALLAN POE I AM THE EGGMAN THEY ARE THE EGGMEN I AM THE WALRUS--GOO GOO GOO JOOB

Yes, and small cod pieces attacking your flanks!

Originally posted by Mike<HR> Originally posted by athkatla: You forgot to say you use them as aiming points for your artillery.<HR> All part of my cunning plan taken from The Book of Cunning Plans by Baldrick.

Originally posted by athkatla:<HR> So here is my rendition of Pearl Jam's Last Kiss. You might want to check up on the original writer there. Good cover though. Pillock<HR> I don't care about the original writer, I like Pearl Jam. Double Pillock [ August 16, 2002, 04:20 AM: Message edited by: athkatla ]

My dear Lady Roxy I continue to lose all my battles with aplomb(looked that word up My Liege, not bad for a North Lincs lad eh?) and send all my lads to war with a kick up the a$$ and a ploughmans lunch for sustenance.