          Welcome to 'Peggy go Home' --- a tune made for the
once upon a time nice program Noisetracker v2.0, but what has
happened since then???      Panda is going to write something
mega, just sitting besides me waiting for the right words to
pop up on his screen ...      Wait, life continues ....  (I hope
...)       Life is resumed, go on now...    Go home glue, or
buy yourself a nice pair of Peggies.    No, this won't do.  
 Maybe I should go home, or at least sleep for a minute.    This
guy sitting beside me looks very interested in my behaviour.
  I think he wants to tell you something ...           Hajhaj,
my name is Lars and jag har inte rakat mig på en vecka...    
 Ok, that's all...       Sleeper.       Is this great or what?
    Now, think of this little clue ..      If you were a bus-driver,
and the guy who steps on your bus asks you which way he should
go, what would you say?    Depending on that you'll never become
a bus-driver, don't worry ..     84% fett-ös....     Whenever
you like, don't visit me..     Mega of SYYYYYNNC, failed to transmit
his othello-coordinates between atari and amiga.   And his 'thinking'
othello-game is too easy to master.   But it would be great to
have a 'computer-othello'-competition later today the 3rd of
January 1991.     In a few days (f.ex. in 8 days) I will become
one year older.   But so what, nothing to deppa for.      At
the moment everything is fucking 1000 points.      The rest of
the volleyball-gang (including Me, Panda, Guts, Monopoly and
Bluebird) left to get some sleep, and so will Panda and I do
in a few minutes...     This guy 'Lars' is still begging for
the tracker to this musicdisk, pity that he won't be able to
use it for anything...     Hej hej heidie....       But what
am I really doing here, in the middle of the night, in the middle
of nowhere typing this nonsense?    Counting sheep is a matter
of loss, whatever now the ferryman might say in this subject.
  Or maybe my nodding fingers were already hibernating.   Whenever
you like, whenever you go where you want to, you'll still need
that little time for your siesta.       Go big or go to bed...
    But neverless the same, all the time sobbing for insomnolence
in the night....      Slaughtered land surrounding me, members
of the human race, mortals, spinning around my devastating words.
     Whatever you may wish, whatever you may long for, I and
my little hairy collaborator went into the land of the roses
...             Muhu bähä Gnägghägg, just a little hint from our
sponsor, Heidie Larsson ...                Ok, twice is more
than enough, Now swiftly moving into another world, the flight
of grud ....               Buy buy an Harbour.              
  Or crush a frog?              