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To: MulhollandDrive who wrote (62556)	5/9/2002 10:46:00 AM
From: Crocodile	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

and if you are a real die-hard turtle retriever like me....wait till you get the chance to retrieve a snapping turtle! Mondo Excitement! yes, on the point about the traffic, and double-yes about retrieving snapping turtles.

To: MulhollandDrive who wrote (62556)	5/9/2002 11:03:13 AM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

This morning as I crawled down the stairs on my usual blind morning search for the kitchen and the coffee pot, I tripped over three pairs of very large Nikes and then almost flew through the kitchen on a skateboard, scaring the hell out of Myers who had just come through the kitty door in the laundry room and did the fastest reverse exit I have ever seen. All that remained was a huge hunk of cathair hanging from the door. I gazed around from my prone position on the floor and realized that I had been thrust back in time. After nine months of an increasingly neat and clean house filled with gentle music and nice smells, I was back in teenage hell. Shoes, guitars, strange odoriferous t-shirts, soda cans, computer parts, and bodies that are not related to me lying around in the extra beds and taking showers in the guest bathroom. I have to wear a bathrobe again. No more sexy naked lady routines at 7 am. They drank all the cokes, and then the V-8 and orange juice, and then, apparently desperate, the Evian. EMpty cereal boxes litter the floor. Not only that, I am really concerned about the Halloween Michael Myers serial killer mask that's on the kitchen counter. What did they do last night when they went out on their skateboards at 2 am? I am checking my set of Heinkels now for bloodstains, along with the skateboard, which seems to only have my blood on it so far. Join me in a prayer that fulltime and exhausting summer employment be found for them all very quickly.

To: MulhollandDrive who wrote (62556)	5/9/2002 12:47:53 PM
From: The Philosopher	Respond to of 71178

Box turtles I can see saving I love box turtles (another back-East thing we don't have out here).. Snapping turtles are another matter. I leave them strictly alone. In the pond near where I grew up, where we all used to play, a snapping turtle somehow moved in one day. Our parents immediately put the pond off limits, but you know how kids are. So one Saturday a delegation of parents went down and after about 4 hours managed to capture the snapper. I was to young to know whether they safely relocated it, or whether it suffered some othe outcome (but I'm sure they relocated it to a safer place for everyone), but it was a memorable day watching about ten fathers in a small skiff chasing this turtle around the pond -- not a large pond as ponds go, only a few hundred feet across, but an ocean to a six year old.