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Op zaterdag 18 maart 2006 11:36 schreef veldmuis het volgende:
En dan hier de link zetten. Je doet maar alsof je dom bent, toch? .

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Op zaterdag 18 maart 2006 11:40 schreef veldmuis het volgende:

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Om op die manier door spamfilters te komen.

Groetjes,

veldmuis

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Op zaterdag 18 maart 2006 11:45 schreef DikkeSmikkel het volgende:

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Gelukkig is met die link het mailadres van TS te traceren voor de spammert zodat het mailadres geldig is en TS nu nog meer mail gaat krijgen.