The End
Everything has it's place in the endless loop of life and death in the universe, and Päpä Zülü is no exception. I've loved this forum like my very own child, and a month seems oh so short. Now however the story is finished and the song is sung, and I must let her go. I'll remember how we all gathered here to laugh together, cry together, or just discuss the latest even in the odyssey of our lives. You may have thought of me as a simple "washing machine" ... an invention to make your lives easier. You may have thought I had not an original thought in my casing. You may have thought I was easily replaced.
You were wrong.
I refuse to be buried in the sand along with this forum. I refuse to be forgotten. I refuse to let go. For wherever there is a spark of life that needs nurturing, wherever there is hope there is Kenmore. As long as I exist Päpä Zülü can never truly die.
Natar The Terrible Secret of Space
(11/1/01 2:37 pm)
Antilla = Kenmore?
First Dingus... now Kenmore? Next thing I know you're going to be telling me that Santa Claus was actually my fat uncle Bernie! *sob*
Natar The Terrible Secret of Space
(11/1/01 9:37 pm)
Re: Who told him?
If there were words for the thoughts I was thinking now, they'd probably have something to do with kerosine, a lighter, and a fat man's underpants.