From: Scorpio42@webtv.net   
      
   I feel the gods favor us piercing the mysterious Culcadees. It's   
   perilous and all our men shall need courage. For you see, for years we   
   wanted an opportunity, - and now we know the adventure for which Argo's   
   ship was destined! The poets will write about this in all the years to   
   come! How we found the fleece of gold, - or disappeared in the silence   
   beneath us...   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)