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To: Dalin who wrote (2628)3/21/2001 6:34:07 PM
From: thames_sider  Respond to of 104191
 
Dalin, ROFL...
BTW, apparently in 1999 there were 17 women in the UK (or was it US? not sure) who took out either insurance or made bets on their becoming the new host of godhead in the new millennium... i.e., on having a virgin birth.

I haven't heard if any of them have received payouts yet. The bookies apparently gave 1000-1 odds, which was nice. At least for the bookies.



To: Dalin who wrote (2628)3/22/2001 1:01:36 AM
From: abuelita  Respond to of 104191
 
Thanks for the laugh Dalin.
Its a good thing.
rose



To: Dalin who wrote (2628)3/22/2001 7:01:53 AM
From: Clappy  Respond to of 104191
 
Dohboy,

LOL!

Somedays I feel just like one of those nimrods...

<Clappy walks over to the beer tap and attempts to pour a tall one. Nothing is coming out. The stooge looks up into the spicket and pokes around using a tooth pick.>

<Polvie begins to giggle as the he observes the twit removing the tiny drink umbrella he stuffed up there as a practical joke...>

<Clappy continues to stare up into the spicket.>

Nothing...

<A light bulb goes on over the head of the baffled fool as he walks over to the fridge and simply cracks open a can of beer.>

<The frustrated Polvie walks over and forces the beer tap handle forward and back a few times as he stares up into the spicket.>

<Simultaneously, Wharf Rat walks upstairs from the basement whiping his hands with a rag and claims that he just finished tapping a new keg.>

<Polvie, with his head still under the spicket, stares at the camera with the look of Wile E. Coyote that says, "Uhhh Oooo...">

D'oh!

-Nimrod