".........................................."

"What do you bloody well mean? EH?"

"I.....I........'m sorry..Sir.........."

"That's not god damned good enough sonny. You promised zip files, 'n' I don't see nuttin'."

"B....B...But I don't know....."

"You don't know how to let people download them? That's what you wuz gonna say, wannit? That's goddamn pathetic, I thought even you could come up with a plausible excuse you good f'nutti'n SOB!"

"C.....C....C................Could ....you.....tell me?"

"I "Rubby duck duckin'" well can't. Get someun' to e-mail'z ya. Now get the hell away from me"

[The pathetic lad scurries away, in the hope that someone will e-mail him soon; his honour and rather flimsy self security at stake]

 

• "Yes! I want to help the poor sap! Here is the answer!" [Whilst hastily punching away a letter to send to [email protected]]
• "I'dunno" Well bloody sod ya' then; except for those who genuinly don't know. Find out for me instead? OK, sorry for asking.