Growing apples from acorns

I don't think I have the knack to hack. Or at least not get caught like the Love Bugger and mafiaboy were stupid enough to. The love bugger was tracked to the place he was staying, mafiaboy was caught out lamboasting. I think my downfall would be like that of the one seeking credit.

This all comes from an anonymous posting in which I remarked that the project was like that of my spur of the moment quote, "Here's an acorn, grow me an apple." As soon as word got around about the shared sentiments I felt I had to step up to claim credit. It is sad to see then that no-one understood the exact meaning of my cryptic dummy spit. Idiots. What's the point of hacking if no one knows you've done it?

Soon Van

Friday, 25 August 2000 - 04:40

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