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To: Grainne who wrote (18024)	3/11/1998 12:04:00 AM
From: Kid Rock	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 108807

Christine, This post was directed to you, not Dwight. Message 3668410 I'm also surprised at your selective responses to the Christina messages sent your way in the last 24 hours. Tom

To: Grainne who wrote (18024)	3/11/1998 10:37:00 AM
From: Father Terrence	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 108807

Chrisytine: A joke for you! A guy went into a bar, sat down and took a little 10" man out of his coat pocket and placed him on the bar. The bartender exclaimed, "Hey that's a cute little doll!" The man smiled ruefully, replying, "It's not a doll! Believe it or not, he's a pianist." "C'mon" said the bartender, "If he's a pianist, how does he reach the keys? What kind of music does he play? You're putting me on!" "No," said the man shaking his head, "I'm not putting you on! He can play anything. ANYTHING! Jazz, Blues, Pop, Rock, even Classical... anything!" "Okay," the bartender challenged, "If he can play anything, let's hear what he can do." So the man picked up the little guy, put him on the piano stool and said, "Something classic please." All of a sudden the old upright piano began to reverberate with a Mozart piece that sounded like it was being played on a Steinway in Carnegie Hall. After that, the man said, "Now some rag-time". The piano began playing again but this time it sounded like a Scott Joplin original. This went on for about a half an hour with all kinds of piano music. Then the man picked up the little pianist and returned to the bar. The bartender said, "I've seen some amazing things in my life but never anything like that! Where in the world did you find something like that?" The man said, "Well, I didn't exactly find him, he came to me from the answer to a wish." "A wish?" the bartender's mouth gaped incredulously. "Yep, I was out in the desert a few weeks ago and stumbled on this brass lamp. Remembering the old story about the Genie in a bottle, I rubbed the lamp, and lo and behold a Genie appeared and said I had three wishes he could fulfill." "Do you still have the lamp?" the bartender asked. "I just happen to have it here in my other coat pocket", said the man; taking the lamp out of his pocket. The bartender asked, "Do you think it would work if I asked for a wish?" "Probably", the man said, "but you have to be very distinct in the way you pose your 'wish statement'". "Hey, that'll be easy." The bartender closed his eyes, thought for a moment, rubbed the lamp and then all of a sudden the bar room was filled with every conceivable kind of duck.There were quacking ducks on the bar, flapping ducks on the tables, scolding ducks slapping their webbed feet heavily on the wooden floor, others flew all over the room dive bombing shrieking patrons! The jabbering ducks were crowded all over the place, and it was a large barroom. "Good God!" screamed the bartender, "That's not what I wished for! I wished for a million bucks!" The man nodded sadly and looked up at the bartender, "I warned you. Do you think I wished for a 10 inch pianist?"