Of course, if you hadn't been handling it all your life, then you might be 2 inches taller and have slightly nicer teeth.
The problem is in these cases trying to sort the wheat from the crap. It's almost impossible from one article to determine if this is serious, or someone over reacting and basing their information on suposition and slight paranoia. If a sufficient number of reputable people complain long and hard over something like this for long enough, they should gather support. As I'm not a scientist, I have no idea, and defer to those who know more than me...
*Although to amend what I have said, it would be nice to remember basic chemistry*
[This message was edited by PsyLiam on March 24, 1999.]
*LOL* I hear the oceans are quite polluted with that stuff, and Canada is flooded with it every spring The only people here that suffer from it this time of year though are the idiots who drive their snowmobiles onto thin layers of solidified DHMO over lakes and streams.
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Reminds me of an old ad from the early 80s which featured a kid boasting how he no longer drank "sissy" milk, but had moved on to "A MAN's drink" entitled CP3V. That stood for calcium, protein and 3 vitamins! (Of course it bore a striking resemblance to milk, and the mum filled his glass behind the fridge door.) I understand several shops were asked if they stocked "CP3V" by interested customers...
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Hello. My name is Christopher. And I'm a DHMO addict. It started when I was first born. I was thirsty on day and he had no milk. So I drank some DHMO. Now I can't get enough of the stop. I drink it constantly! I shower with it, I clean with it, and I even give it to my plants, pets, and friends. PLEASE HELP ME!
*collapses to the floor sobbing*
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