I heard Lester and Bud live together on a commune in California and write snail mail haiku poetry about xfrog and mgoh still to this day.. Their latest was along the lines of ' A CORP for my frog. Mgoh not goo. LND drips.' 

If anyone knows either of them, check Lesters wallet for a well-worn, and more than likely, crusty, honest to god picture of Jess and ChinaBlu tongue kissing in his wallet. It has and will always be his prized posession and I promise you, it *will* be how his body is identified in the end..

NWR was written by the laziest, unorganized, scatterbrained, gossip hounding, rumor mongers ever to walk the face of the scene. If there was no news, make it up, or make up some news about some news that cant be revealed or make up some letters and throw a few asterisks in there for effect (*ss*E was overheard telling **** about X*T's new anal script that trades out your ass auto), etc. Uncover shit, start shit, sling shit. Cheers, monkeys! 

I was feeling nostaligic so I had to unlurk..