"From: Jake N
To: Cam Sexenheimer
Well? Did this orville guy have anything to do with neurocam?"
The answer: No. It wasn't a "fluoride scam" either. Whatever the hell one of those would be. Problem is, the bastard's jaw practically seizes up when he's drunk. Like, physically. Very hard to understand, even when the other side is calling from a terrible line in Brazil of all places. He doesn't remember what he was talking about, but he assures me that he has nothing to do with Neurocam.
Marc Moncrief does owe him $100 from sometime in February of 1993 though... for what, I couldn't ascertain.
And another thing. Who are you people. That's right... you! Reading this right now. I was expecting slightly less traffic when Eli made up a stats page. Like, 4 or 5 people. A week.