HL>>>>>>>> We are rescued... Jeff can make the next brew of
 HL>>>>>>>> coffee instead. ;-)
 BK>>>>>>>  Too late...hehehehehe
 BK>>>>>>>  Can't you smell it perking?
 BK>>>>>>>  Can't you hear it calling for victims?
 HL>>>>>> 
 BK>>>>>  There is none...hahahahahaha
 BK>>>>>  It's not fatal, just makes you wish it was...
 HL>>>> ...I'm wishing it is now!
 HL>>>> 
 BK>>>  Sip it, Heather, sip it. Like a find wine.
 BK>>>  Chateau Thames Embankment.
 BK>>>  April Vintage...that was a very good month.
 HL>> Wasn't that when they cleaned out the sewers? Tastes like it
 HL>> was.
 BK>  Don't be silly. Sewers? Humph...
 BK>  It's just that, ever since they made Toledo take out the fences
 BK>  that were killing fish the fish have gotten closer to the
 BK>  intakes and ...

Ummm... that's not a fishy taste. Tastes more like silt with a slight tang of
sewerage ponds.

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