So, this is Jeff's Toe Jams. Do you smell anything yet? Got a good whiff of goat cheese, or maybe a ripe wedge of camembert? Well it ain't my webpage, buddy. This baby is so squeaky clean it'll show your mother's pine cleaner a thing or two. However(there always is a however, isn't there?) the content of this immaculate page sure ain't industrial grade mildew killer. In fact, it could be viewed as downright despicable. What the hell is Jeff talking about, right? Picture this: You come home from a grueling day at the races, grab a thing or two of guava juice(Nature's own sweet nectar) , and flip on the computer to read all your interesting and useful emails. Yet instead you find that -gasp- you've been bit by the dreaded (fwd) bug! You've all seen this little nuisance. He crowds your screen taking up precious bandwidth purposely impeding you from reaching the email sanctuary you so richly desire. So what happens next? Why you squash the sucker! Grind him to a paste with your mouse and dump him into the pitiless Recycle Bin.

Yet therein lies a tragedy. That little bug that is so deeply hated the world over, is a living, breathing email. Even the lowliest paramecium had a creator and so, too, does the (fwd). This page, or at least this section of the page, is dedicated to (fwd) bugs. Here they have a sanctuary where they can flourish without fear of retribution. And, as in nature, these little heroes of the E-scene can be downloaded and freely distributed. Keep in mind as you read and breed these messages their creators. In a way this page is their victory in the face of overwhelming animosity. Good Hunting!