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To: MythMan who wrote (367605)	5/7/2008 9:54:42 PM
From: Real Man	Respond to of 436258

Is it over yet? Futures are green. It seems da boyz might need to run the stops around 1400 a few times -g-

To: MythMan who wrote (367605)	5/7/2008 9:54:55 PM
From: Giordano Bruno	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 436258

You may want to dig out the drill cuz oil's gonna be $124.00

To: MythMan who wrote (367605)	5/7/2008 9:59:15 PM
From: Lucretius	Respond to of 436258

LOL. like all selloffs in stocks r -g-

To: MythMan who wrote (367605)	5/8/2008 5:27:50 AM
From: Real Man	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 436258

Here is a link for da bears - permanent prisoners... Links to banks are second to last house-of-pain.com house-of-pain.com

To: MythMan who wrote (367605)	5/8/2008 10:38:08 AM
From: da_cheif™	Respond to of 436258

Some time ago President Clinton was hosting a state dinner when, at the last minute, his regular cook fell ill, and they had to get a replacement on short notice. The fellow arrived and turned out to be a very grubby-looking man named Jon. The President voiced his concerns to his Chief of Staff but was told that this was the best they could do on such short notice. Just before the meal, the President noticed the cook sticking his finger in the soup to taste it and again complained to the Chief of Staff, but he was told that this man was supposed to be a very good chef. The meal went okay, but the President was sure that the soup tasted a little funny. By the time dessert came, he was starting to have stomach cramps and nausea. It was getting worse and worse until finally the President had to excuse himself from the dinner to look for the bathroom. Passing through the kitchen, he caught sight of the cook, Jon, scratching his rear end, which made him feel even worse. By now, the President was desperately ill with violent cramps and was so disorientated that he couldn't remember which door led to the bathroom. He was on the verge of passing out from the pain when he finally found a door that opened. As he unzipped his trousers and ran in, he realized to his horror that he had stumbled into Monica Lewinsky's office with his trousers around his knees. As he was just about to pass out, she bent over him and heard the President whisper in a barely audible voice, "Sack my cook."