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From: al (one tack missing from an empty box)
Date: 23 Oct 2004
Time: 13:16:18 -0500
Remote Name: 172.199.58.82
Juice? What kind of juice? Orange? Apple? Qumquat? For heavens sake, don;t tell me you have had juice flowing all this time and never offered to share any (whoever you are)??? So you are going to miss me. Are you going somewhere or am I? (If it is me, remeber I like to go First Class, not @nd, but I often find myself in a parcel post kinda mood. And that whole double cancle thing is just one strick too many.) On point and on guard - sounds like an instructor teaching one of those eastern Europena sword dances (or is i tthe Irish that do that whole lay the sword on the ground and hop about rythmically thing?) Hmm. How about you stay and I go urgently into that godd night, fully of starcrossed chocloate cookies and Santa's sleigh me now's (QVC is already on its countdown 'til Christmas) and the sugar plum ferrys ad lords a leapin' proabably need some warming up. What do you think Santa uses to stay warm? Yak butter or reigndear underfluff udderwear? (opps - you know what I mean, right?) So, you stay and share that fountain of (Vasco De Gamma or Pissaro - OK, I can't spell {{but you knew that}} and who remebers the guys who didn;t find the fountain of youth anyway??) juice and I'll go get those fairies leaping like teh Calavasas County Jumping Frog Team (Three Time Champions in the 3A Liteweight "Too RIveting for Live TV" Division). Deal? `Al (hey! I just found the accent key!!! `````` Ole!)