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To: Barney who wrote (24465)	8/20/2002 12:07:44 AM
From: Barney	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 62552

Time heals all wounds, unless you pick at them. - Shawn Alexander

To: Barney who wrote (24465)	8/20/2002 3:02:59 AM
From: sandintoes	Respond to of 62552

HWL....I hate to see hairy toes!!!

To: Barney who wrote (24465)	8/20/2002 9:22:49 AM
From: Jim Spitz	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 62552

Hey! What's wrong with long toes!?! I was traveling between Phoenix and Ajo the other day south of Gila Bend when a tire blew out. Checking my spare, I found that it too was flat. My only option was to flag down a passing motorist and get a ride to the next town. The first vehicle to stop was an old man in a van. He yelled out the window, "Need a lift ?" "Yes, I sure do," I replied. "You a Democrat or Republican," asked the old man. "Republican," I replied. "Well, you can just go to Hell," yelled the old man as he sped off. Another guy stopped, rolled down the window, and asked me the same question. Again, I gave the same answer, "Republican." The driver gave me the finger and drove off. I thought it over and decided that maybe I should change my strategy, since this area seemed to be overly political and there appeared to be few Republicans. The next car to stop was a red convertible driven by a beautiful blonde. She smiled seductively and asked if I was a Democrat or Republican. "Democrat!", I shouted. "Hop in!", replied the blonde. Driving down the road, I couldn't help but stare at the gorgeous woman in the seat next to me, the wind blowing through her hair, perfect breasts, and a short skirt that continued to ride higher and higher on her thighs. Finally, I yelled, "Please stop the car." She immediately slammed on the brakes and as soon as the car stopped, I jumped out. "What's the matter?", she asked. "I can't take it anymore," I replied. "I've only been a Democrat for five minutes and already I want to screw somebody."