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"Twittering One" <twitteringone@aol.com> = twitteringone_at_aol_dot_com
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Radium - 23 Jan 2006 05:08 GMT The jerk-off mentioned in the subject line has a formal complaint sent to his/her/its ISP -- abuse_at_aol_dot_net -- and to groups_abuse_at_google_dot_com
Plan on losing your account you spamming f.ck
http://www.geektools.com/whois.php
Final results obtained from whois.arin.net. Results:
OrgName: AOL Transit Data Network OrgID: ATDN Address: 12100 Sunrise Valley Drive City: Reston StateProv: VA PostalCode: 20191 Country: US
NetRange: 66.185.128.0 - 66.185.159.255 CIDR: 66.185.128.0/19 NetName: ATDN NetHandle: NET-66-185-128-0-1 Parent: NET-66-0-0-0-0 NetType: Direct Assignment NameServer: DNS-01.ATDN.NET NameServer: DNS-02.ATDN.NET Comment: RegDate: 2001-10-31 Updated: 2001-10-31
RTechHandle: AOL-NOC-ARIN RTechName: America Online, Inc. RTechPhone: +1-703-265-4670 RTechEmail: domains@aol.net
OrgAbuseHandle: AOL382-ARIN OrgAbuseName: Abuse OrgAbusePhone: +1-703-265-4670 OrgAbuseEmail: abuse@aol.net
OrgNOCHandle: AOL236-ARIN OrgNOCName: NOC OrgNOCPhone: +1-703-265-4670 OrgNOCEmail: noc@aol.net
OrgTechHandle: AOL-NOC-ARIN OrgTechName: America Online, Inc. OrgTechPhone: +1-703-265-4670 OrgTechEmail: domains@aol.net
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Twittering One - 23 Jan 2006 05:17 GMT "Blynx, You lynx, you, Hey ~ !
What's new dude, Who's kewl, who's hot, who's not ~ ?" ~ Folly
Twittering One - 23 Jan 2006 05:21 GMT ~ * Rent ...
(again... again... again... ooooh (again... again... again... again... ...)
You dress me up, I'm your puppet You buy me things, I love it You bring me food, I need it You give me love, I feed it
And look at the two of us in sympathy With everything we see I never want anything, it's easy You buy whatever I need
But look at my hopes, look at my dreams The currency we've spent (ooooh) I love you, oh, you pay my rent (ooooh) I love you, oh, you pay my rent
You phone me in the evening on hearsay And bought me caviar You took me to a restaurant off broadway To tell me who you are
We never-ever argue, we never calculate The currency we've spent (ooooh) I love you, oh, you pay my rent (ooooh) I love you, you pay my rent (ooooh) I love you, oh, you pay my rent
I'm your puppet I love it
And look at the two of us in sympathy And sometimes ecstasy Words mean so little, and money less When you're lying next to me
But look at my hopes, look at my dreams The currency we've spent (ooooh) I love you, oh, you pay my rent (ooooh) I love you, you pay my rent (ooooh) ooh, I love you, you pay my rent
Look at my hopes, look at my dreams The currency we've spent (ooooh) I love you, oh, you pay my rent (ooooh) I love you, you pay my rent
Look at my hopes, look at my dreams The currency we've spent (ooooh) I love you, oh, you pay my rent (ooooh) I love you, you pay my rent (ooooh) I love you, you pay my rent (it's easy, it's so easy) (ooooh) you pay my rent (it's easy, it's so easy) (ooooh) you pay my rent (it's easy, it's so easy) (ooooh) I love you (it's easy, it's so easy)
(it's easy, it's so easy) (it's easy, it's so easy) (it's easy, it's so easy) (it's easy, it's so easy) (it's easy, it's so easy) (it's easy, it's so easy) * ~
~ The Pet Shop Boyz
Twittering One - 23 Jan 2006 05:27 GMT ~ * King's Cross ...
The man at the back of the queue was sent To feel the smack of firm government Linger by the flyposter, for a fight It's the same story every night I've been hurt and we've been had You leave home, and you don't go back
Someone told me Monday, someone told me Saturday Wait until tomorrow and there's still no way Read it in a book or write it in a letter Wake up in the morning and there's still no guarantee
Only last night I found myself lost By the station called King's Cross Dead and wounded on either side You know it's only a matter of time I've been good and I've been bad I've been guilty of hanging around
Someone told me Monday, someone told me Saturday Wait until tomorrow and there's still no way Read it in a book or write it in a letter Wake up in the morning and there's still no guarantee
So I went looking out today For the one who got away Murder walking round the block Ending up in King's Cross Good luck, bad luck waiting in a line It takes more than the matter of time
Someone told me Monday, someone told me Saturday Wait until tomorrow and there's still no way Read it in a book or write it in a letter Wake up in the morning and there's still no guarantee
Someone told me Monday, someone told me Saturday Wait until tomorrow and there's still no way Read it in a book or write it in a letter Wake up in the morning and there's still no guarantee And there's still no guarantee There is still no guarantee * ~
~ The Pet Shop Boyz
Twittering One - 23 Jan 2006 05:32 GMT ~ * Two Divided By Zero ...
Two divided by zero, zero) (Two divided by zero, zero, zero)
Let's not go home, we'll catch the late train I've got enough money to pay all the way When the postman calls, he'll deliver the letter I've explained everything; it's better that way
(Divided by, divided by) I think they heard a rumour (Divided by, divided by) Or someone tipped them off (Divided by, divided by) It's better to go sooner (Divided by, divided by) Than call it all off
We'll catch a plane to New York, and a cab going down Cross the bridges and tunnels, straight into town Tomorrow morning we'll be miles away On another continent and another day
(Divided by, divided by) Let's not go home (Divided by, divided by) Or call it a day (Divided by, divided by) You won't be alone (Divided by, divided by) Let's run away
(Two divided by zero, zero) (Two divided by zero, zero, zero) (D...d...d...d...d...divided by) (Divided by, divided by) (Z...z...z...z...z...zero, zero) (Divided by)
(Turn of that noise...)
(Divided by, divided by) Someone spread a rumour (Divided by, divided by zero, zero) (Divided by, divided by) Better to go sooner (Divided by, divided by) Let's run away
So why hang around for the deed to be done You can give it all up for a place in the sun When the postman calls we'll be miles away On a plane to New York and another day
(Divided by, divided by) I think they heard a rumour (Divided by, divided by) Or someone tipped them off (Divided by, divided by) Better to go sooner (Divided by, divided by) Than call it all off
(Divided by, divided by) Someone spread a rumour (Divided by, divided by) And someone has to pay (Divided by, divided by) Let's not go home (Divided by, divided by) Let's run away (Divided by, divided by) Let's not go home (Divided by, divided by) Let's run away * ~
~ The Pet Shop Boyz
Peter Jason - 23 Jan 2006 22:40 GMT Clearly, you do not feel her pain!
> The jerk-off mentioned in the subject line has a > formal complaint sent [quoted text clipped - 53 lines] > # Enter ? for additional hints on searching > ARIN's WHOIS database
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