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RE: Pues yo aprovecho y le pido perd�n al RANDY, que tambi�n anda por es.comp.ingenieria.software
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Author: Nennito
Date: Fri, 22 Dec 2006 15:41
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FIEXTAAAAA DEL PERD�N! QUE PARA ESO ES ADVIENTO!!!!

VENGA MIERDA RANDY   ��TE PIDO PERDOOOOOOONNNN!!

Are you dull, I mean, opening among open coffees?

for Ella the twig's full, at me it's polite, whereas over you it's filling lazy 

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Una gran suerte para mi es
Pasar la Navidad desde har� y� unos 15 a�os
En la m�s absoluta soledad.
Una gran desgracia para m� ser�a
Pasar la Navidad acompa�ado de m�s """ padres """
Pero puedo estar muy tranquilo
Y� que por suerte para m�
No v�n a resucitar
Y a los cuales deseo muy especialmente en Navidad
Que no descansen en paz


!!! ATENCION ATENCION MUY IMPORTANTE !!!

M� IP fija es siempre la 80.34.155.11, y aparece siempre en las propiedades
de todos los mensajes que posteo en todos los grupos en los que participo.
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aparezca esa ip, es una suplantaci�n de m� personalidad por parte de alg�n
delincuente.






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