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To: Crocodile who wrote (52286)	6/15/2000 1:51:00 PM
From: Jacques Chitte	Respond to of 71178

Hi, Croguin! I'm guessing you cleared the trees. Just a hunch. You should be glad you didn't come all the way down here. It was hot. Way hot. Coyote ugly hot.

To: Crocodile who wrote (52286)	6/15/2000 2:17:00 PM
From: Ish	Respond to of 71178

<<Dad's air conditioner sounds like a 747 with its head tucked in the window. >> Try pulling the front panel off and wash the foam filter if it's a window unit.

To: Crocodile who wrote (52286)	6/20/2000 9:14:00 AM
From: Justin C	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Maybe "Monkey Ward's." (That's what my dad calls them.) (Did they go under?) [Gaugie's post] Still above water but apparently out of monkey bidness ... just plain Ward's now. Doesn't seem like a very bold name change but better than Woolworth's change to the serpentine-ish (sorry, Ish) Venator. I was talking on the phone to my parents on Sunday and my 89-year-old dad, who has never been inclined to ask for anything, says he was wondering if I could try to fine some house shoes -- "11-1/2 EEE, maybe corduroy" -- and mail them to him. So my first stop was at Larry's, a large shoe store for men. "House shoes? I think we may get in a few pairs later in the year for Christmas shoppers." And no luck at Dillard's, a department store, or Tally-Ho, a tall man's shop. So I turned to the Yellow Pages and found a promising ad for Village Shoe Shop. Turned out they have a catalogue for house shoes, including a corduroy pair which I ordered. And my mother asked if I could include a few boxes of round toothpicks with the house shoes. In their remote part of the world, South Texas, only flat toothpicks are available, which means that one of my duties as their big-city son is to supply a stash of round toothpicks from time to time. Guess it give me a little purpose in life.