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To: Sosmartinov who wrote (100198)	6/2/2000 5:54:00 AM
From: lee kramer	Respond to of 120523

If you want to know the truth...I haven't been sleeping all that well lately. Every night I hear a lot of of moaning, groaning and grunting...right outside my window. What is it I ask myself. A couple of teenagers busily engaged in making nick-nick? A couple of pre-pubescent street urchins making nick-nick? Perhaps. These things often occur in the Caribbean. Not one to jump to hasty...and erroneous conclusions...I whipped out my trusty magnefying glass...left to me by none other than the master sleuth, Shirlrey Holmes. I began my search for clues...as the Londoner who lived with Dr. Watson at 221-A Baker St. always did. I could tell by my sundial that it was 2:45 in the morning. I snapped out of bed and clad only in my white sleeping gown with flashlight in one hand, magnifying glass in the other I took flight. Using impeccable geometric logic I deduced which window was below my bed. I placed the magnifyng glass to my right eye and began to search for clues. I found it immediately...'cause if you really want to know the I'd stumbled over an 800-pound bull. After he howled, I scrambled up. "Watson, come quick, I need you" I shouted, forgetting of course that there was no Watson about. It seems that the bull had taken a liking to me...and so slept under my window for the nonce of the night. I scrambled to my room, bolted the door, jumped into bed and pulled the covers over my head. I could deal with his moaning, groaning, grunting and now very loud bellowing quite easily. With so much lack of sleep I fear that I will trade rather poorly today. (Lee)