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Politics : Did Slick Boink Monica? -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Zoltan! who wrote (5488)	2/9/1998 10:48:00 AM
From: Andrew N. Cothran	Respond to of 20981

Did you hear the one about Bill and Jesse. It seems that they had to relieve themselves and happened to walk by the men's bathroom. They entered and unzipped. Bill happened to look over at Jesse's. He asked: "How do you keep that thing so big?" Jesse replied: "Every night, before I go to bed, I bang it three times against the bed post." That night, Bill was preparing for bed. Hil was already in bed and the lights were off. Bill remembered the words from Jesse. He approached the bed and banged his thing against the bed post three times. He heard Hil roll over in the bed. It was still very dark. Then her heard her ask softly: "Is that you Jesse?"

To: Zoltan! who wrote (5488)	2/9/1998 11:09:00 AM
From: Father Terrence	Respond to of 20981

HIGH TIMES IN CLOWNTOWN They once talked of tearing down, That misguided laugh-joint, Clowntown. But they caved in for power, And the pressure from the Ivory Tower. They once thought of razing to the ground, That hideous philosophy of Clowntown. But then Richie, Jerry and Jimmy came to play, So they let it stand another day. They whispered once of letting loose the hound, To tear out the throat of decrepit Clowntown. But Ronnie and Georgie promised a change, They had depth to their acting, a lot of range. They once swore that the answer they found, Was not in the swirling mess that is Clowntown. But they changed their tone when the Rodwoman came, And country boy Billie who was always lame. The Land of the Free became the home of the mooch. The Land of the Eagle a malformed, sick pooch: A circus dog trained to jump through hoops. Big top madness served with stale Fruit Loops. "Only those imprisoned are truly free!" Declares the Ringmaster of Clowntown so solemnly. Clowntown. a.k.a. Washington, DC.