If you have internet explorer already open, just go to the Tools menu, click "Internet Options," and then go to view files. That should automatically open your Temporary Internet Files folder. If that doesn't work, then go to the "My Computer" folder, go to C:, and open the Windows folder. It should be there, too.
nope... that's what i used to do in win98 (windows folder) but the temp.int.files folder doesn't seem to be here in XP.. at least not in mine anyway.. and i can't see any option to view files in internet options
Go look in "find or "search" you lazy bastard. I dunno if this will help you or not. If not, bummer. XP stores temp int. files by default in C:\Documents & Settings\\Local Settings\Temporary Internet Files. (Your History file is here as well.) It's a hidden folder, so if you search for it other than way described in previous post it won't show up unless you set your folder options to show hidden files & folders. (START > My Computer > C drive > Tools > Folder Options > View. Choose Show hidden files & folders.) You can also delete the files while in your browser: 1. In IE 6.0, go to Tools > Internet Options > General 2. Second option down, under Temporary Internet Files, click Delete Files.
If its the same as 2000 its My computer,C ,documents and settings,home,local settings and then temp inter files.
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Nauseous: I dunno if this will help you or not.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> it did help.. thanks
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Dubya: Yeah, I do... is anyone else prepared to admit they enjoy this I wonder? <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> I'm definately not gonna admit to anything so perverse. No siree. Ahem...
So it's just the little finger then is it or the the thumb? I went out with an Austrian bird for a while few years back, who used to play volleyball for the national squad (played in the olympics once) and she had hands the span of a dustbin lid. We where 'messing about' in bed as you do, when she proceeded to give me a blow job which I felt could've been enhanced with a delicate 'rimming', however by the time she shoved her finger up my arse I felt like John hurt's character in Alien. I fucking wept I did. So I stayed with her for another 3 months 'cos she had the best dope dealer in Portobello Road as her mate. You have to take the rough with the smooth dontcha? [ 09-25-2003: Message edited by: Dubya ]
hmmmmm looks like i been denied laptop access for the resonable mach i was gonna take to scotland. looks like im dragging me "REAL" box neons an all. *Mutters..... fucking cunts, wankers, fucknuts, dammit*
