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Politics : Sharks in the Septic Tank -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Poet who wrote (33076)	10/15/2001 4:45:50 PM
From: Mac Con Ulaidh	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 82486

It's the stuff of poetry. Now you can imagine why I scurried to get the house "clean" before she and her partner, and various daughters and neices, came to clean? They laugh at me for my messiness, and then when roomie (the clean one) gets home, she joins them in laughing at what the house was like while roomie was gone. But I can always hit her up for a beer when she's here, so I forgive.

To: Poet who wrote (33076)	10/15/2001 4:51:02 PM
From: Mac Con Ulaidh	Respond to of 82486

P.S. It fully lives up to the visuals. A backwoods mountain, sparsely populated with backwoods folks. The kind of place where city folk who come to visit start to sweat when I take them out for a drive, espeeeeecially after dark. I had more than a little fun taking newbies around. Our vet brought a new, young doctor with him who hasn't lived here long. We told them the shortcut back through our cove. The vet was laughing later to us about how scared the kid got... sputtering.. "this is like.. like.. Deliverance!" Or Copperhead Road. But it's amusing and right pretty in the springtime when the dogwoods are in bloom.