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To: Rainy_Day_Woman who wrote (7420)	8/6/1999 12:20:00 PM
From: Natedog	Respond to of 12754

NY NY (Hooters) Foxy takes Technology into her own hands. A women walks into a bar and sits down. She starts dialing numbers...like a telephone...on her hand, and talking into her hand. The bartender walks over and tells her this is a very tough neighborhood and he doesn't need any trouble here. The girl says, "You don't understand. I'm very high-tech. I had a phone installed in my hand because I was tired of carrying the cellular." The bartender says, "Prove it." The lady dials up a number and hands her hand to the bartender. The bartender talks into the hand and carries on a conversation. "That's incredible!" says the bartender. "I'd never have believed it." "Yeah", said the lady, "I can keep in touch with my broker, my husband, you name it... by the way, where's the ladies room?" Foxy goes in, and 5, 10, 20 minutes go by and she doesn't return. Fearing the worst, given the neighborhood, the bartender goes into the washroom. There is the lady, face down, and spread eagle on the floor. Her pants are pulled down and she has a roll of toilet paper up her butt. "Oh my God!" says the bartender. "Did they rob you? Are you hurt?" The lady says, "No, I'm ok. I'm just waiting for a fax." Ahhhhhhhhh the wave of the future eh foxdruss.