Instead of taking 20 puffs of smoke, Jef. spoketh upon us:
>"WE HAD A BABY AT OOOOOUUUUUUUR HOUSE; IT CRIED THE WHOLE NIGHT
>THROOOOOOOUUUUGH!
>IT DIED FOR JUST TO SPIIIIIIIIIIIITE US, OF SPINAL
MENINGIIIIIIIIIIIIITIS!
>IT WAS A LOUSY BABY, ANYHOW; WE ATE IT!"
>Thunderous catcalls and waves of approbation follow me out onto the
>platform.
>I scoop up the randomly thrown nickels or ****rt buttons and wait for the
>next train....
As a Monty Python fan, I realy really really hope you and John Cleese
meet have a chat. Soon.
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Tihomir 1Y1M, Knin, HR 44°N 16°E
http://www.quitbuddies.org
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