. . . Which brings us, appropriately, to the point. By now you'll be wondering just what the hell the point actually is, and I'm coming to it. My slight faux-pas was not concerning something I did say, but rather something I didn't say. The "matter" in question that I spoke of just now is none other than the matter of a certain highly sought after "code".

Now as we all know, back in those days, the code in question had been the fuel for many a mass debate on the poor old battle-worn newsgroup of that video game Tomb Raider. The rumours (or red-herrings as somebody once pointed out) had worn on and on, pedalled like you would not believe by the wind-up merchants (who seem to get everywhere these days) who thought it was really rather amusing that the afforementioned red-herrings were being viciously lapped up by those barely evolved creatures whom from now on I shall refer to only as "Gullibers"**.

**"Gulliber" - a fairly nice word describing that kind of person who, if you can tweak the wording of your information just enough to pull the wool up to their eyebrows, let alone over their actual eyeballs, will be gullible enough to believe anything you say, and therefore have the sheer audacity to come back and correct you on it afterwards. It is a widely held opininion that this can be more fun than a Pigeon Stamping competition in Trafalgar Sq.