Re: Pic: Angel

On Sat, 10 Oct 1998 09:07:24 GMT, sdi...@netlane.com (Shanaka Dias) wrote:

>Far be it for me to argue with The Spellchecker. I did mention
>that there are variations to the spelling, and that griffin is not
>wrong.
>
>Anyway, if you are using the US Settings, try these
>phrases in M$Word 97, then highlight each one and check
>the Thesaurus.
>
>I'd love to see you naked
>Unable to follow directions
>I have no life.
>Beat me and spank me, please.
>I abhor your face
>Who does Bill Clinton have sex with?
>When will OJ confess?
>Turn off the radio.
>Unable to get a girlfriend


Hear's a classic on spell chequers:

   ___________________________________________________________
  /                                                          /\
 |                                                          |_/
 |                     My Pee See - A Poem                  |
  \                    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~                  \
   \                                                         \
    |     Written by Larry Hatfield revised by Wade Price     |
    |                                                         |
    |   ( This poem contains no spelling errors.              |
   /      Or at least my spell checker didn't catch them!    /
  |       P.S.  This is a poem and can be read a such. )    |
  |                                                         |
   \             Eye have a gnu spill checker                \
    |            Hit come width my Pea See                    |
    |            Know longer dew eye knead two spill          |
    |            Hit does the work fur me                     |
    |                                                         |
    |            Hit makes things sew much bidder             |
    |            Par faction is hear Tuesday                  |
   /             Eye tail ewe, righting is sew much fun      /
  |              Eye can't pool myself a weigh              |
  |                                                         |
   \             Sew fallow my eggs ample                    \
    |            Every time ewe right                         |
    |            Four lung Yule harem seine                   |
    |            That ewer reel outer site                    |
   /                                                         /
  |              Wail, hive eight my bole of serial         |
  |              Booted up and hit F-3                      |
   \             And fur the next too ours                   \
    |            This is wear aisle bee                       |
    |                                                         |
    |            In front of my Pea See                       |
    |            My marvel us Pea Sea                         |
 __/_____________________________________________________    /
/                                                       /   /
\                                                       \__/
 `-------------------------------------------------------'


Cat chew late her,