BF>> And the problem with that is....?
 BF>> Should I sned you a bunch of fried cockroatches? Where I am I don't have
 BF>> to go to the Deli (tm), they are available in every street-corner.

 MG> , no. if they're fried, they're too close to being something
 MG> edible. That would never do for the Deli.

 BF>> Here they don't give a  about marinade them or
not. The other
 BF>> week I fixed to feed an entire Family (tm) with dinner when I run over
 BF>> and killed a rat.

 MG> You visited Plano?

Ehhh....I don't think so unless Plano is the name of the girly-boys bar in the
corner by Pedros resturant. I call him Pedro because I can't pronounce his
real name.

 BF>> Maryland....Is that close to Afghanistan?

 MG> That's Merryland, aka the poppy fields.

Didn't know puppies grew in fields. I've seen rice fields though.

 BF>> Poor cat. Not far from me is one of his friends. A big yellow bastard
 BF>> with a big bucket on his nose. I know it is a cat, it say so on his
 BF>> .

 MG> Hey, the motor pool has been wondering where that went...

It's free for Guido to come and pick it up. Should I sned him the GPS
coordinates?

 BF>> Animal cruelty.....in a city called Buffalo. Are you joking?

 MG> I never joke about such things. Just last week, I had a big plate of
 MG> Buffalo wings. I followed it up with a side order of chicken hooves.

Yesterday I heard that a delicasy here is fried bamboo-worms. That would
suit your choise of food.

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