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To: J_K who wrote (49404)	12/10/2003 10:39:49 AM
From: X Y Zebra	Respond to of 57110

lol... That must be the German version of Tex-Mex... is it called Germinglish ? A fun poem, even if the little German I learned is far too rusty, I still managed to understand a few of the phrases, clearly the half English part helped. Thanks all the same it is appreciated... and to reciprocate, here is a fun story (even if it is a little long), by Henry Louis Mencken that it is appropriate for this time... This one is a slightly shortened version... io.com of the original, which I can no longer find.... Here s a small taste of it... "....At 7 p.m. precisely, Fred gave the signal for a hiatus in the entertainment, and the waiters rushed in with the third canto of the dinner. The supply of roast turkey, though it had been enormous, was beginning to show signs of wear by this time, but Fred had in reserve twenty hams and forty pork shoulders, the contribution of George Wienefeldter, president of the Weinefeldter Bros. & Schmidt Sanitary Packing Co., Inc. Also, he had a mine of reserve sauerkraut hidden down under the stage, and soon it was in free and copious circulation and the guests were taking heroic hacks at it. This time they finished in three-quarters of an hour, but Fred filled the time until 8 p.m. by ordering a seventh inning stretch and by having the police lieutenant go to the stage and assure all hands that any bona-fide participant found on the streets, at the conclusion of the exercises, with his transmission jammed would not be clubbed and jugged, as was the Baltimore custom at the time, but returned to the hall to sleep it off on the floor. This announcement made a favorable impression, and the brethren settled down for the resumption of the show in a very pleasant mood. Larry and his associates were pretty well fagged out by now, for the sort of acting demanded by the burlesque profession is very fatiguing, but you'd never have guessed it by watching them work. ...... ___________________________________ enjoy and the best to you... enjoy...