END OF CENTURY 1999 PRESENTS A NEW INTRO CODED BY >REKTUM RIDER< LOGO BY >JACKASS< FONT BY >BACON< MUSIC BY OUR FRIEND >MELIS OF CAVE< IF YOU WANT TO CONTACT END OF CENTURY 1999 FOR SWAPPING MAINLY DEMOS WRITE TO BACON OF EOC 1999 a0VRE TVERR STR.1 4890 GRIMSTAD NORWAY... EOC 1999b AND CAVE ARE DOING A DISKMAG CALLED NUTCRACK, IF YOU WANT TO CONTACT IT FOR ANY REASON THEN WRITE TO NUTCRACK aC.O FRED TURLIER FONTBONNE 34700 LODEVE FRANCE BACON SIGNINGb OFF.... HEY GUYS THIS IS JACKASS AT THE KEYS.. I WHILE AGO I PLAYED SUPER CARS 2 WITH BACON. WELL THE FACT IS THAT ON TRACK 5 BACON GOT SOME TROUBLE WITH THE JOYSTICK AND HE SIMPLY SMASHED THE JOYSTICK 7 TIMES IN HIS DESC. PLASTIC AND OTHER MATERIAL WAS FLYING OUT IN THE ROOM SO NOW BACON IS JOYSTICLESS FOR A WHILE.. WELL THEN NOW I WILL WRITE DOWN SOME NICE POEMS IN NORWEGIAN........... IF YOU ARE UNDER 16 THEN PUSH THE THE MOUSEBUTTON......... KARL TOK MORENS LEPPESTIFT,DYPPET DEN I GRUSOM GIFT.MORENS LEPPER LO SAA R0DE. . . MELKEMANNEN D0DE..... S0REN,SVEN OG SIVERT TRENGTE TIL EN HIVERT T0MTE FARENS FLASKE SNAPS OG FOR SAA OG UNGAA KLAPPS FYLTE DE SMAA KVIKKE FYRER FLASKEN OPP MED STERKE SYRER...... IVARS PAPPA GA HAM PRYL SOVNET SAA FRA S0NNENS HYL. IVAR HENTET SEG EN SYL IVAR FOR EI LENGER PRYL...... JAKOBS MODER I SIN STUE VIL EI SE HAM SKYTE BUE JAKOB SIKTER INN >PLING ! PLING !< NAA SER MODER INGENTING(?)...... PLUKKER I SKOGEN DU UKJENTE SVAMPER, SAA LA F0RST LILLEBROR SMAKE DERPAA. DERSOM HAN D0R UNDER SKRIK OG KRAMPER,SAA B0R DU SELV LA SVAMPENE STAA. b BIP!!! BIP! TURNING OVER TO ENGLISH IF YOU WANNA CONTACT ME FOR SWAPPING THEN WRITE TO >JACKASS< GAMLEGRENSEN 20 4890 GRIMSTAD NORWAY..... JACKASS SIGNING OFF REKTUM RIDER IS NOW AT THE KEYBOARD. THIS IS THE FIRST THING I HAVE PRODUCED FOR E.O.C. 1999. I RECENTLY JOINED THIS COOL GROUP.... RIGHT ! NOW I WOULD LIKE TO TELL YOU A STORY..... I WOKE UP ONE MORNING, THE SUN WAS SHINING MERRILY THROUGH THE WINDOW. BUT I DIDNT SENSE IT... I HAD ONE OF THE WORST HANGOVERS IN THE HISTORY OF MAN...THE ROOM WAS CONSTANTLY MOVING ROUND... ROUND... ROUND.... I STOOD UP AND TRIED TO ASSEMBLE MY FEET. FROM FAR AWAY I COULD HEAR THE TOILET CALLING : >TALK TO ME !!!< HOW COULD I REFUSE THIS CALL ?... AFTER A WHILE I LEFT THE TOILET STINKING LIKE SHIT ! ( PUKE ANYWAY. ) I KNEW IT WAS GONNA BE ONE OF THEM DAYS WHEN I SPOTTED THE CAT. HE SAT AT THE CARPET IN THE MIDDLE OF THE HALL, WATCHING ME TRIUMPHANTLY....HE HAD THAT VICIOUS LOOK : >ONE MOVE DRAGONBREATH AND I WILL CLIMB YOU LIKE A GODDAMNED CURTAIN...< OH SWELL, WHAT WAS I TO DO. I HAD BEEN THROUGH THIS BEFORE. BEING CLIMBED BY A CAT IS NO ONES IDEA OF FUN. I DID A DESPERATE MOVE AND SAID TO MY CAT : >MOVE YOU THICKY BLACK THICKY ADDER THICKY.< THAT WAS A FATAL MISTAKE. MY CAT DIDNT UNDERSTAND THE IRONY AND ATTACKED WITH A CRY OF : >GO AHEAD, MAKE MY BREAKFAST!< WHILE THE CAT LITERALLY MASSACRED ME, MY FATHER ENTERED THE HALL WONDERING WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING ON. HE IS A SCARY MAN, MY FATHER. HE IS A FOOTBALLPLAYER ( THE AMERICAN VERSION ) AND HE WEIGHS A GOOD 240 POUNDS. >HEY SON<, HE SAID. >ARE YOU ANNOYING THE CAT AGAIN, SHAME ON YOU!<. I OPENED MY MOUTH TO DEFEND MYSELF, BUT ALAS MY FATHER GRABBED ME AND FLUNG ME INTO THE WALL. CHRIST ! WHAT A FEELING. MY MOUTH WAS FULL OF TEETH. THE PAINS WERE SO GREAT THAT I ALMOST ENTERED ANOTHER DIMENSION.................... OK, GOTTA END THIS STORY >>SEE YOU ALL AT THE PARTY IN PORSGRUNN....BYE....<< HI THIS IS BACON AGAIN WITH A MESSAGE.... THERE IS NO GREETINGS IN THIS SCROLL BECAUSE WE RECENTLY JOINED THIS GROUP AND HAVE NOT RECEVED ANY GREETINGS LIST YET... BYE!!!! WRAP