For no apparent reason, Linda Bence shouted to me:

 LB>>>>>>> So what time is my appointment?
 PO>>>>>> Right now.  Bring some cheese to go with the
expected whine.
 LB>>>>> Here's your Gouda, and now it's time to whine....  But first
 LB>>>>> here's some crackers and Pepsi.
 PO>>>> Ah, good.  Appetizers!
 LB>>> Hey, you think I'd show up empty handed?
 PO>> Weaponless, at least.
 LB> You know I always carry my Chakram with me...

Not going there...

 LB>>>>> We can always find other ways to aggravate him.  It's fun to
 LB>>>>> try new things out on him....like he does to us!
 PO>>>> I've got a few Pangalactic Gargleblasters left over from New
 PO>>>> Years'...from 2204. Let's see if they've stopped fizzing - Hey,
 PO>>>> Psych!
 LB>>> Don't let him see you, he'll put on his wetsuit!
 PO>> I'll show up looking like Ray; he'll never guess.
 LB> But what if Ray shows up at the same time?

That just adds to the confusion.

 PO>>>>>>>>>> Are you out of your--ne'mind.
 LB>>>>>>>>> What do you think?  ;)
 PO>>>>>>>> Not if I don't have to...
 LB>>>>>>> Temples throb, eh?
 PO>>>>>> What throbs depends on what I'm thinking of...
 LB>>>>> Different strokes for different folks...and so on
and so on....
 PO>>>> 
 LB>>> And they stole the video!  Yikes....
 PO>> Probably a good thing; imagine the damage done to TV sets anywhere.
 LB> Darn, then one has to get a bigger and better newer one...

True, but imagine how many Ricky Martin CDs would melt.

Phil Osophy

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