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"Josh Hill"  wrote in message
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> On Sun, 24 Sep 2006 02:52:09 GMT, Amy Guskin 
> wrote:
>
> >>> On Sat, 23 Sep 2006 13:17:35 -0400, Kurt Ullman wrote
> >(in article
>
>):
> >
> >> In article ,
> >>  Amy Guskin  wrote:
> >>
> >>>>>> (Actually I am of
> >>>> the demographic and  thought the way you did on the
original)> <<
> >>>
> >>> You're from a major metropolitan coastal region, right? 
I think maybe
it's
> >>> a
> >>> middle-of-the-country thing; I'm taking note of who says
they've heard
the
> >>> term, and who was completely flummoxed by it -- Josh and
I had never
heard
> >>> it, and we've spent most of our lives in major metropolitan coastal
regions
> >>> (right, Josh?).
> >>
> >>    Nope. Small town midwest during the formative years. Moved to Indy
> >> and my kids graduated from a high school that had more people than my
> >> hometown in the two upper grades.
> >>       Don't even get me started on the utility of using Josh and you as
> >> a social barometer (g). <<
> >
> >Heh.  I wondered if anyone would notice that...  Thanks for not
disappointing
> >me!   :-)
>
> Hey, I grew up during the Great Depression doing back-breaking child
> labor in a Midwestern town so small that visitors would step over it
> and then ask where it was, so poor that on feast days we ate roast
> mouse, and so backwards that the people there still laid eggs. In the
> rare moments when the overseer laid down his whip to take a potty
> break in the putrid ditch that served as sewer, drinking fountain, pig
> wallow, and baptismal font, the other kids used to make fun of me
> because I was born in a brown egg rather than a white one. "Brown egg!
> Brown egg!" they'd lisp through their toothless gums, until they were
> so merry with spite that they coughed up mouse hairs and blood-stained
> tubercular phlegm -- at which point the overseer, having returned from
> his break, would give me a sound thrashing for having distracted the
> other boys from their task of sorting coal. "This boy will come to no
> good," he would say as the whip cut new scars through the
> scarcely-healed welts of my old ones: "Brown egg boys never do."
>

You were whipped? Probably spat at in the face, too.
Lucky bastard. Overseer's pet!

Dennis


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