"Will you walk into my parlour?" said the Spider to the Fly,
"'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I've a many curious things to shew when you are there."
"Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again."
To cut a long story short..me being the silly little fly finally gave in and so began my innocent (!!) relationship with the web rooms.....naah not the spider kinds, but the kinds that is even more lethal and sucks you right in. The chat rooms on the web...the fascinating luring enticing rooms...full of unknown, unheard of people.
"'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I've a many curious things to shew when you are there."
"Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again."
To cut a long story short..me being the silly little fly finally gave in and so began my innocent (!!) relationship with the web rooms.....naah not the spider kinds, but the kinds that is even more lethal and sucks you right in. The chat rooms on the web...the fascinating luring enticing rooms...full of unknown, unheard of people.
