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To: Jack Banana who wrote (11610)	9/20/1999 4:39:00 PM
From: Len	Respond to of 62553

It was the day of the big sale. Rumors of the sale and some advertising in the local paper were the main reason for the long line that formed by 8:30, the store's opening time, in front of the store. A small man pushed his way to the front of the line, only to be pushed back, amid loud and colorful curses. On the man's second attempt, he was punched square in the jaw, and knocked around a bit, and then thrown to the end of the line again. As he got up the second time, he said to the person at the end of the line: "That does it! If they hit me one more time, I don't open the store!"

To: Jack Banana who wrote (11610)	9/20/1999 5:18:00 PM
From: John Carragher	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 62553

>A couple of women were playing golf one sunny Saturday morning. The >first of the twosome teed off and watched in horror as her ball headed >directly toward a foursome of men playing the next hole. >Indeed, the ball hit one of the men, and he immediately clasped his >hands together at his crotch, fell to the ground and proceeded to roll >around in evident agony. >The woman rushed down to the man and immediately began to apologize. She >said, "Please allow me to help. I'm a physical therapist and I know I >could relieve your pain if you'd allow." >"Ummph, oooh, nnooo, I'll be all right...I'll be fine in a few minutes," >he replied breathlessly as he remained in the fetal position still >clasping his hands together at his crotch. But she persisted, and he >finally allowed her to help him. She gently took his hands away and laid >them to the side, she loosened his pants, and she put her hands inside. >She began to massage him. She then asked him, "How does that feel?" >To which he replied, "It feels great, but my thumb still hurts like >hell."