Hey, Sir C! Watch it there! I resemble that remark... and I like the size
of my head; 'tis very distinguished.
Besides, I already have aliens at my house; have had for years - just
can't teach 'em to be normal, and blend in, though. The little furry one
thinks his job is to be fat, hog the drive when it's time to park the car,
and that flowerbed really does mean bed. The short one litters the house
with sheets and small snips of paper, crayons and markers, and that
chicken nuggets are the only real food in the universe. And as
for the big one - jeez, he's been a real handful for 16 years now. First
it was all that music noise; now he's wearin' all this metal and beatin'
up the backyard posts.
As for me, nothing seems very funny anymore; my thumbs keep disappearing, just
when I need them most!
MdB
<snicker, grin>
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Mistress Meriel de Blackwoode (Myrra) "...it's just Old-timer's disease..."
Jeri Matteson-Hughes: Eastern IL U: Charleston, IL: csjlm@ux1.cts.eiu.edu
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From: "Jeri L. Matteson-Hughes" <csjlm@eiu.edu>
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Received on Wed Jun 14 16:00:14 1995
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