// No rightclick script v.2.5
// (c) 1998 barts1000
// barts1000@aol.com
// This script and others available free at http://www.lissaexplains.com
var message="keep to urself."; // Message for the alert box
function click(e) {
if (document.all) {
if (event.button == 2) {
// Don't edit below!
alert(message);
return false;
}
}
if (document.layers) {
if (e.which == 3) {
alert(message);
return false;
}
}
}
if (document.layers) {
document.captureEvents(Event.MOUSEDOWN);
}
document.onmousedown=click;
// -->
song lyrics are despicable flirts. they whisper in your ear, conjure up glorious images, create the illusion of an established understanding between yourself and them, and yu become convinced they belong to yu, till one fine day it dawns upon yu that they've been saying the same damn thing to every other person in the world.
[listening to: on a night like this (nocturnal mix) by kylie minogue]