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To: Dealer who wrote (27089)	7/29/2000 7:24:38 PM
From: Clappy	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 35685

<Clappy scratches his head as he looks around the porch...> <He can't quite figure out why many of the Porcher are sitting around talking to flies...> <He suddenly remembers one time long ago when the young stooge heard some pleas of help coming from the roll of fly paper. As the simpleton got closer he saw a fly stuck to the gluey strip hanging from the out house ceiling. The fly asked him to free his legs and to help him back to his warm pile.> <Clappy began to reason with the fly and decided to make a deal. He told the fly that he would help him if he promised not to bother him anymore.> <The stuck fly promised young Clappy that he would never annoy him again.> <The young innocent twit then got a pair of tweezers and freed the fly from the fly paper. He placed it upon a warm, steamy pile and the fly smiled and thanked him.> <The next morning Clappy was eating a bowl of cereal when the fly appeared. The fly continued to buzz around his head and then would dip into the sweet sugary milk.> <Clappy began talking to the fly again, trying to reason with it. He said to fly, "You said you wouldn't bother me any more. Why are you back to your old tricks of annoying me?" The fly replied, "Because that is the only thing I know how to do besides sitting on my warm pile of crap, you silly idiotic fool."> <With that, Clappy smashed the fly with the fly swatter...> <He realizes that he's better off not reasoning with flies. It's better to just swat at them until they go away and fly back to their odorous, steaming, moderated pile...> <SWAT!> <Clappy passes out a bunch of fly swatters to the various members of the porch.> Have fun with them! Those flies can't resist the sweetness of this porch. <SWAT!> ClappyTheListenerOfAngelsAndFlies