tttex:               howdy, ya'all
          Possum:          why, hey there tttex
          Cloudwalker:  how, whiteman
          Pecos:             yippie, it's tttex
          Sidekick:         uh, hi there tttex
          tttex:               well, slap my face and call me stupid
          Pondscum:      you're stupid
          giggles:           Pond, it's just an expression, silly <g>
          Pondscum:     oh, sorry :-)
          tttex:               no problemo, dudes, how ya'all doin'
          DnimNLace:   so, who's tttex?
          tttex:               well, howdy there, little lady
          giggles:           are ya talkin to me sexy tttexy  <g>
          tttex:               well, actually...not really
          DenimNLace:  <s>

     A "newbie" is nothing more than a green horn.  Not tttex.  He was an old timer here in the "Texas" room.  Those who frequented the place knew him well.  Good ole "tttex"–the life of the party.

          giggles:           geez, thank's loads tttexy <g>
          tttex:              nothin' personal there giggle girl
          Pecos:            careful now tttex <s>
          tttex:               i hear tell there's two theories about 
                                 arguin' with a woman...and
                                 neither one works
          Cloudwalker: ugh, whiteman speak with forked tongue
          Possum:          lol - so true, tttex man <g>
          DnimNLace:  you'd lose arguin' with me <s>
          tttex:              mmmmm, bet i would, little lady <s>

     Some people have a way of lighting up the room when they walk into it.  In Chatville, rooms can remain empty and hardly ever used.  Those which are usually well attended on a regular basis owe their attraction to at least one individual, if not more, who seems to draw people in and keep it  moving.  It is one of the anomalies of chat that people who may be one way in the real world can be quite another way in the world of cyber space.  It's just the nature of the thing.

          DnimNLace:   how old are ya' tttex
          Cloudwalker:  him be many moons old like stars in sky
          tttex:               well, little lady, let me tell ya...never ask
                                  a man the size of his spread
          Pondscum:      what's a spread?
          DnimNLace:   awe, come on, tell me
          tttex:                let's just say that under 30'd
                                  be a good guess
          giggles:             it's how much property you own,  stupid <g>
          DnimNLace:    <—28 (wink) <s>
          Pondscum:       oh
          Possum:           duh! <s>

     Every now and then disturbances are to be expected.  It would be nice to think that all of the inhabitants of Chatville are good guys who wear white hats.  The trouble is, some people who seem to be mild mannered in the real world  get real aggressive when they go on-line; and those who are aggressive in real life can get absolutely obnoxious.
     One of the guys who wears a black hat just came in the door.

          Greeter:          "ADude4U" has entered the room
          ADude4U:      any women in here lookin' for a real man
          giggles:           Yep, do ya' know where we can find one <g>
          Pecos:             The Marines would like to talk to you
          ADude4U:      giggles, m or f?
          Pondscum:      what does an unreal man look like
          giggles:            Actually I'm a mental patient in a hospital <g>
          Possum:           <—shoots dude between the eyes
                                  to put him out of his misery
          ADude4U:       what a bunch of losers–go to hell
          Greeter:           "ADude4U" has left the room
          Possum:           what a pleasant fella
          giggles:             egotistical idiot <g>
          DenimNLace:  tttex, where'd you go
          tttex:                right up here in the attic, little lady
          Cloudwalker:   tttex, why you no take on dude man
          tttex:                it doesn't take a genius to spot
                                  a goat in a flock of sheep
          giggles:            he he he <g>
          Pondscum:      what goat?
          Possum:          we shoulda told him to skedaddle right away
          Pondscum:      yeh, we shoulda sent him packin'
          tttex:               well, when ya give a lesson in
                                  meanness to a critter, don't be
                                  surprised if he learns his lesson
          DenimNLace: how true <s>

     It was probably all those clever little sayings of his that gave him the edge over the rest.  You could almost hear that Texas twang whenever something he said appeared on the screen.  He had a certain way about him; never critical, rude, or judgmental.  There was no doubt that "tttex" was the center of the room whenever he sat down to chat for a spell.

          Possum:          hey, sidekick, get outa the attic
          Cloudwalker:   him talking to squaw lady
          Sidekick:         shhh!  am talking to someone up here
          Cloudwalker:   see...told you
           giggles:           he he he <g>
          tttex:               old sidekick is quite a man with the ladies <s>
          DnimNLace:    he's not the only one <wink>
          Pondscum:      are you talking about me <g>
          Greeter:          "ADude4U" has entered the room
          ADude4U:      all you jerks are still losers!
          Greeter:          "ADude4U" has left the room
          Possum:         same to you, you stupid idiot
          tttex:              somebody ought to tell him that
                               the first thing ya oughta do
                               when in a hole is to stop diggin'
          giggles:          sure enough, sexy tttexy <g>
          DnimNLace: sure am glad he left :-P

     The truth of the matter is that our "tttex" wouldn't come off near as good if it wasn't for a lady named "Queenie" from Missouri who keeps sending him e-mails full of all kinds of humor and funny wisecracks.  He had met her one day when he ventured into a room for women.  She asked him if he'd like to be on her mailing list.  After consenting, he was delighted to find several e-mails a week filled with all kinds of funny things.  You have to give him credit, though, for knowing how to effectively use it all.  That, in itself, takes skill and a lot of cleverness too.

          tttex:              gotta' go–phone's ringin off the wall
          DnimNLace:  nite, tttex <X>
          giggles:           g'nite, tttexy <g>
          Greeter:         "tttex" has left the room
          Possum:         nice guy, that tttex
          Cloudwalker  yes, not bad for a paleface <s>
          Sidekick:       I'm back...hey, where's tttex?

     "Jeffrey, you turn that stupid computer off, young man, and get yourself right into that bed!"
     "Golly, gee," he thought to himself, "when am I ever gonna' get treated like a real human being around here anyhow?"
     Life can be tough when you are only thirteen-years-old.