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Sorry about the little blunder last night...it's kinda curious, since I 
didn't tell the silly system to include attachments. That's where all the 
garbage came from, the ascii display of the compressed file. <shrug> 
Anyway, that may all be about to change...I'm trying to switch from 
Windoze 95 to NT 4.0 and well, my telnet program of choice doesn't work 
in NT...any most of my scripts are written in the telnet program. Ugh. 
But hey, I've been meaning to change the system anyway...I just didn't 
want to do it this week! Well, enough ramblings, although I will ask 
this, if you know of a good telnet program for NT...lemme know.     -dave
     

     
  Bohemian Curry

     Naan-aa, just killed a man
     Poppadom against his head
     Had lime pickle, now he's dead. 
     Naan-aa, dinner just begun
     But now I'm going to crap it all away. 
     Naan-aa, ooh-ooh
     Didn't mean to make you cry,
     Seen nothin' yet just see the loo tomorrow,
     Curry on, Curry on, 'cause nothing really madras. 

     Too late, my dinner's gone
     Sends shivers up my spine
     Rectum aching all the time.
     Goodbye every bhaji, I've got to go
     Gotta leave you all behind and use loo. 

     Naan-aa, ooh ooh,
     This Dopiaza's mild,
     I Sometimes wish we'd never come here at all... 
                         ******
                         (Guitar solo) 
                         *****
     I see a little chicken tikka on the side,
     Rogan Josh, Rogan Josh pass the chutney made of mango. 
     Vindaloo does nicely
     Very very spicey
     ME!
     Biryani (Biryani)
     Biryani (Biryani)
     Biryani and a naan,
     (A vindaloo loo looo...)
     I've eaten balti, somebody help me
     He's eaten balti, get him to a lavatory
     Stand you well back Cause this loo is quarantined. 
     Here it comes,
     There it goes,
     technicolor yawn.
     I chunder
     No!
     It's coming up again
     (There he goes)  I chunder
     It's coming up again
     (There he goes) It's coming up again, (Up again) 
     Coming up again (up again)
     Here it comes again
     (No no no no no non o no no No).
     On my knees, I'm on my knees, I'm on my knees 
     Oh there he goes
     This vindaloo
     Is about to wreck my guts
     Poor me... Poor me... Poor me! 
                         *****
                         (Guitar solo) 
                         *****
     So you think you can chunder and still it's alright? 
     So you want to eat curry and drink beer all night?
     Ohh maybe, now you'll puke like a baby,
     Just had to come out, Just had to come right out in here.... 
                         ******
                         (Guitar solo) 
                         ******
     Korma, saag or bhuna,
     Balti, naan, bhaji.
     Nothing makes a difference
     Nothing makes a difference to me 
     (Anyway, my wind blows.)


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